I know the chapters may seem a wee bit short but I'm aiming to make it as true to Dan Brown's as I can. I might go back and edit a bit when I'm done but I hope this will do for now.

I own no characters apart from Rachel Ulliel. Everyone else belongs to the genius Dan Brown.

Rachel UIliel didn't have a plan, she'd once more acted on impulse when she had covered her baton with a her cloth hat and smashed a small pane of glass, squeezed her hand through and unlocked the door from the inside, hoping no one heard the noise. She'd withdrawn her gun reluctantly before she'd broken the window but she knew she may need it faced with two killers. She had gotten through the back kitchen where she'd come in and half way across the main hall before she heard a door creak. Instinct made her spin behind her but the sound was coming from a door to her right. With fast reactions she spun, gun aimed to the source of the sound. A terrified looking man in a black tuxedo stood before her. Deep bags hung beneath his scared eyes and his face had gone pale with the shock of a gun being pointed at him. He couldn't have yet seen Langdon and Neveu then unless they let him, Rachel thought.

"Rachel Ulliel." Rachel said, training her voice so she at least sounded fearless, but still aiming the gun, "DCPJ."

"I see," The man replied his voice was cool and calm despite his fearful look, "And I trust you have a warrant?"

"Cut the shit," Rachel said, "I know they are here, there's a whole squad outside waiting, it's in your best interest, now where are they?"

"Very well," The man nodded solemnly and turned towards the stairs, "Right this way,"

The man, who said his name was Rémy Legaludec, led Rachel to the room she had already seen Langdon and Neveu in from outside. "Are they armed?" She whispered to Rémy. He shook his head. "Alright, then you can go in first." She gave Rémy a shove in the shoulder, still aiming his gun, she knew it was a bit unorthodox but this man was clearly knowingly harboring criminals, he was going away too. Once more she slowed her breath to calm her nerves as she prepared to come down on Langdon and Neveu. Rémy Legaludec felt as though his heart were going to break through his rib cage. This night had not gone as he planned at all. He had had no intention of harboring criminals or of being held at gunpoint by a pushy police woman. He wondered how Teabing might react to the arrival of the police woman. He wasn't quite sure what had been going on in the room but he was as sure as hell he was going to find out now. "Sir Teabing?" Rémy said, entering the room. "Oh what is it now Rémy?" Teabing asked, his tone deflated as though Rémy's arrival had interrupted him in the middle of something very important.

"Sir, you have company," Was all that Rémy thought to say. Teabing turned his head theatrically, clearly not expecting anyone and having no idea what Rémy was talking about. Langdon and Neveu looked tense too and as Officer Ulliel stepped through the door, wielding her gun the tension in the room multiplied.

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