I own nothing and no characters apart from Rachel Ulliel. Everything excluding belongs to the brilliant Dan Brown.
Langdon sat tight in the front seat of the car, trying to get his head around the implications of the monk knowing where they were. Who could he be working with? Vernet? Fache? Or a nameless agent amongst the police or the bank of Zurich? Langdon felt reassured as Teabing offered the thought that they were the ones with a better position now, all they had to do was follow the strings to the puppet master and they would have their killer. Langdon was still looking ahead when Teabing asked him to pass him the phone. After a brief but interesting conversation Teabing hung up the phone and passed it back to Langdon."Elizabeth?" Langdon ventured.
"My plane," Teabing replied with ease, apparently seeing nothing unusual about his request to have her ready for immediate flight, "Cost me a Queen's ransom."
Langdon turned full around and saw both Sophie and Rachel staring at Teabing, who didn't seem to understand their expressions.
"What?" Teabing said, simply, looking at Sophie and Langdon, "You two can't expect to stay in France with the entire Judicial Police after you. London will be much safer."
"You think we should leave the country?" Sophie enquired.
"My friends, I am far more influential in Britain than I am here in France," Teabing spoke, "Furthermore the grail is believed to reside in Great Britain, if we unlock the keystone I am sure we will find ourselves moving in the right direction."
"You're running a big risk," Sophie said, seriously, "By helping us you won't make any friends with the French Police."Teabing gave a wave of disgust, "My days in France are over, I came here to find the keystone and now you two have helped me do just that, I shan't care if I ever see Chateau Vilette again."Sophie glanced at Langdon and then at Rachel. Langdon followed her gaze."Surely you know you may lose your job by helping us?"
"I'll be losing more than my job if I don't come with you," Rachel said, simply, her expression fearful but determined, "Fache is convinced of your guilt, imagine what would happen to me if he found out I'd let you get away without anyone else to detain.""Point taken." Sophie said, nodding her head, she still looked unconvinced, "How will we get past security, at the airport?"
"I fly from Le Bourget," Teabing chuckled, "A private airfield, I don't trust French doctors and every two weeks I fly to Britain for my check ups, my loyalty and of course, my money, afford me certain privileges, security will be fine."
Langdon looked at Sophie, he knew Teabing well enough to trust his judgement but Sophie looked unsure, he offered a reassuring smile and nod which seemed to be enough because she returned a small nod back to him. Turning around to look out of the window he let his mind carry him away. Teabing had mentioned Langdon's return to the U.S embassy but this was the last thing on his mind. All he could think of was the possibility of finding the Grail. He couldn't believe it, but he could not help but feel a welling sense of excitement and anticipation, that soon they would unlock the secrets to the Holy Grail. Teabing's enthusiasm cheered him as well as the fact that they had Officer Ulliel on their side. But it was the look on Sophie's face after she'd checked he was okay that made him the most happy with his company. He saw a faint smile cross her lips and realised that he too was grinning.