109

Air France Flight 2271, Above the Atlantic

Present day

The Sword of Light took out his ear buds and sipped a glass of champagne offered by the flight attendant, who had smiled at the huge teddy bear sitting on the vacant seat next to him.

He had bought presents at the airport: the stuffed animal for his son and a Cartier watch for his wife.

Perfect. It was all going so well. He was watching the pillar video over and over again, and what he discovered stupefied him. He recognized the site engraved in the column right away, but he couldn’t believe it. To think that the ultimate secret was hidden in the middle of Paris!

The name of the descendant in the fourth family didn’t matter now. And he’d gotten rid of those in the way, starting with that black police officer and brother Marcas. The two other known descendants, de Lambre and Archambeau, had both gone to the eternal Orient. As for the fourth, there was no reason to fear a simple legend.

Now he knew where the secret of gold was hidden, and his impatience was growing. He put the ear buds back in and watched the video another time.