The Omega Scroll (42 page)

Giovanni grinned. ‘Galileo Galilei, 1633. I’m sorry to say it took the Vatican more than three hundred and fifty years to apologise to Galileo. On 28 December 1991 we finally issued a press release admitting he had been right, although you both have a point,’ Giovanni added diplomatically. ‘Many people will close their minds to this, and nowhere more so than in the Church. When we close our minds, we close off many avenues of learning.’

‘That is especially dangerous when I tell you why the Essenes recorded their warning for our civilisation,’ David added ominously, but he got no further. The sound of a single gunshot from the floor below was deafening.

It took Professor Martines little more than a minute to reach the office of the Cardinal Secretary of State where he was met by a dazed Father Thomas.

‘His Eminence … he’s just committed …’ Father Thomas ran to an adjoining door.

Even for a seasoned psychiatrist Professor Martines was brought up short with what he found. Lorenzo Petroni’s brains, or what was left of them, were dripping down the wall opposite the window that overlooked the Piazza San Pietro. The autopsy would find a single shot through the roof of his mouth. Petroni’s body lay beside his desk on the royal blue carpet, the black .38 Beretta Cheetah on the floor nearby. The back of his head was missing. Vincenzo Martines could hear Father Thomas being sick in the Secretary of State’s bathroom.

Professor Martines shut the double doors to the Secretary of State’s office and waited for Father Thomas. Several nuns and one or two priests, consternation marking their faces, were gathering outside.

‘Do you feel you can stay?’ Professor Martines asked Father Thomas when he emerged from the bathroom. ‘For the time being we need to make sure no one comes in here.’

Father Thomas could only nod in reply.

CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE

The Hindu Kush

T
he wind was light but at high altitude there was no warmth in the late afternoon sun that caught the granite and snow of the north-west frontier and Tirich Mir. Inside the cave complex Dr Hussein Tretyakov had handed over yet another of the deadly suitcase bombs to Abdul Basheer, who was now poring over a travel map of Sydney.

‘There has been a slight change in our plans,’ Basheer said quietly. ‘I have decided to hit the infidel in a way he will least expect. Sydney will be attacked first, followed by Manchester and Chicago. While he is distracted by those attacks, in the ensuing panic we will hit New York and London.

‘Sydney is especially vulnerable. We will deliver the bomb from the air and we have an excellent choice of surrounding airfields that are not subject to checks. The flight plan will be a standard vector into the nearby suburban Bankstown airfield. Our plane will not have to deviate from its flight path until the last minutes before final approach.’

‘That deviation will be picked up by air traffic control?’ Tretyakov ventured.

‘Of course, but by then it will be too late. In a few short minutes our aircraft will be over the central business district. Unlike the Americans, the Australian infidels do not employ fighter aircraft on patrols over their cities so they will not be able to stop us. What will be the effect of an air-burst over that city?’ Abdul Basheer asked.

‘It will be similar to New York and London,’ Hussein replied, ‘although the air-burst will cause greater damage to the buildings and infrastructure. I have calculated that if the bomb is exploded above the city, perhaps two hundred thousand people will be killed by the blast, and hundreds of thousands more will die of burns and radiation. The Sydney Harbour Bridge will be twisted and buckled, and buildings and people around ground zero will be vaporised.’

‘The loss of life is unfortunate,’ Basheer said finally, ‘but it will send a warning to the rest of the world that we will not stand by while our women and children are arrogantly slaughtered in Iraq, Palestine and Kashmir, and countless other countries where the infidel has set up his military machines.’

Hussein nodded, the memory of his wife and daughters still tearing at his heart.

‘The attack on Hiroshima and Nagasaki brought WWII to an end,’ Basheer observed. ‘It is time for us to do the same. God willing, Muhammad, peace be upon him, and Islam will prevail.’

CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX

Roma

O
n his way back to the Papal apartments, Professor Martines reflected on his earlier diagnosis and suspicions. Back in the dining room, he quietly expressed his fears.

‘Sometimes it is difficult to determine if someone falls into the category of a psychopath, Holiness, unless the patient is willing to undergo psychological testing and have relevant medical experts observe their behaviour. The symptoms include an inability to connect with others, a charismatic and charming manner and a lack of remorse or responsibility for their actions. Those who are incapable of love often substitute it with a desperate pursuit of power. I have suspected this for many years and done nothing,’ Professor Martines concluded sadly.

‘You can’t blame yourself, Vincenzo,’ Giovanni said gently. ‘Lorenzo Petroni was a very troubled soul. However, he was not your patient nor was he willing to seek help. May he rest in peace. Do we know what causes this condition?’

‘Not exactly, although it is often associated with trauma in childhood. A lot of research is being conducted into genetic influence, and the questions of nature versus nurture come up – whether these types of people are born or made. It is a very difficult question.’ Professor Martines excused himself to attend to the removal of Cardinal Petroni’s body and to start organising forensic investigations and inquiries.

‘Should we handle this in-house, Holiness?’ Vittorio asked, mindful of the intense media interest that Petroni’s suicide would cause.

‘No, Vittorio, we will not cover this up. Make a simple announcement to the media that his death will be subject to an autopsy and a police report, independent of the Vatican.’

‘Could I suggest,’ Tom offered, ‘that you include something along the lines that you have sent your condolences to Cardinal Petroni’s family, and that until the independent investigation has been concluded, it would not be helpful to speculate on the reasons behind the death of the Cardinal Secretary of State. It won’t hold them off for long, but it will give you some breathing space.’

‘Thank you,’ Giovanni said gratefully. ‘I’m obviously going to need some media training.’

‘We can fix that,’ Tom said, allowing himself a wry smile.

Giovanni turned to David, his face reflecting the gravity of what he suspected he was about to be told. ‘You were going to explain the last part of the Omega Scroll,’ he said.

‘In the Omega Scroll the Essenes have recorded a cryptic message from the civilisation that dispatched the DNA which reads, “in order that life might continue beyond nuclear attack”,’ David said.

‘I have an open mind on this,’ Allegra added, ‘although it’s interesting that there have been a number of unexplained explosions recorded hundreds of thousands of light years into space. Several leading scientists are convinced they are not supernovas but more closely resemble nuclear blasts.’

‘In another galaxy?’ Tom asked.

Allegra nodded. ‘It’s certainly possible. They may have been trying to warn us, as well as sending DNA into distant galaxies, including ours, in the hope that life might continue.’

‘The Omega Scroll goes further,’ David said, ‘with a terrible warning for us, regardless of whether another civilisation is involved. The threat to us from a nuclear attack is now very real.’ He moved across to the last of the three sections of the Omega Scroll and began to read: ‘And two Revelations will ridicule a third, though the Revelations be from Abraham, all of them. The third will have its Alpha in Mount Hira but its Omega in Tirich Mir, and in the beginning, the third will triumph over the first and second, but in the end, civilisation will be annihilated.’

‘Muhammad and al-Qaeda,’ Tom said quietly. ‘The Alpha and Omega of Islam.’

‘And two Revelations will ridicule a third?’ Father Vittorio looked puzzled.

‘Before Muhammad received his revelations from God at the hands of the Angel Gabriel, from which he wrote the Qur’an,’ Allegra explained, ‘the Jews and the Christians used to ridicule the Arabs.
Al-Lah
, which in Arabic means “God”, had sent a multitude of prophets to the Jews and Christians, but none to the Arabs, and as the Arabs had received no revelations in their own language, the Jews and Christians claimed God had not included them in his plan.’

Tom nodded. ‘And two Revelations will ridicule a third. We are still doing that now,’ he added grimly. ‘Many Westerners, especially Americans, have no idea how the Islamic mind operates.’

‘And Mount Hira and Tirich Mir?’ Father Vittorio asked.

‘Mount Hira is a few miles from Mecca,’ David said. ‘In the month of Ramadan, starting from the time Muhammad was in his early forties, he would climb Mount Hira and it is there he received the first of his Revelations from God, through the Angel Gabriel, in his native tongue. To get to the cave, he had to climb to the top of Mount Hira and then climb over the summit.’

‘I’ve been to Mount Hira,’ Tom said. ‘Muhammad’s cave is on the vertical side of the mountain and quite secluded. The roof of the cave slopes towards a small opening at the back, and if you look through it you can see the Kabah in the distance.’

‘You’ve been to Tirich Mir as well?’ David asked.

Tom nodded. ‘Tirich Mir is the highest peak in the Hindu Kush on Pakistan’s north-west frontier with Afghanistan, up there with Everest. It’s also a notoriously difficult area to police. Many areas are outside the jurisdiction of the central or provincial governments, which explains why the United States has had so much difficulty capturing bin Laden. Even if they do, there are a hundred more who will take his place.’

‘It’s a very clear warning,’ Giovanni said, his face very serious. ‘Unless we stop this madness that somehow one religion is favoured by God over the others, a madness that my own calling has been guilty of for centuries, we will destroy ourselves in the process.’

‘I agree,’ Tom said. ‘From what Mike McKinnon told me about al-Qaeda, they are intent on unleashing a nuclear attack that will totally destroy major Western cities as soon as they are ready.’

Patrick had been very quiet, taking it all in. Finally he spoke. ‘And having George Bush strutting around as if he’s on a mission from God doesn’t help.’ He paused and looked at Giovanni, his mischievous look returning. ‘Although now that I’m in charge of foreign policy, I’ll be keeping those thoughts to myself, Holiness.’

‘Patrick’s right though,’ David said more seriously. ‘One of the keys to this is an engagement of the moderates for a recognition of all religions. I spoke to Ahmed last night. He thanked me for Israel’s restraint after the Damascus Gate bombing, and we’re both confident we can turn this peace agreement into a reality. That will be a big first step.’

‘The problem is, Holiness, how do we handle this in the short term?’ Patrick continued, looking at the Omega Scroll. ‘The media will be having a field day,’ he added, winking at Tom.

‘In the end that’s up to Allegra and David,’ Giovanni said. ‘I agreed to be part of any release, and I intend to honour that.’ He turned to Tom. ‘As well as the media conference, where the messages will probably be distorted, how would you feel about interviewing me for my views, one on one?’

‘It’s called an “exclusive” in the trade, Holiness, and I think the time-honoured response would be “is the Pope a Catholic!” The questions will still be difficult though,’ he added. ‘What will you say if I ask you whether or not you believe Jesus was married to Mary Magdalene?’

Giovanni smiled. ‘I will give that some thought, although my initial response would be that many scholars are coming to that conclusion, and that our faith must always be based on truth rather than dogma, and it is therefore a subject that is worthy of debate.’

Tom raised an eyebrow and inclined his head in a silent gesture of respect for Giovanni’s answer. ‘And if I were to ask you about DNA being delivered from a higher civilisation?’

‘I can see we’re playing first grade here,’ Giovanni replied. ‘As a scientist I have delved into the extraordinary intricacies of biochemistry, but I have always felt that behind the exquisite design of nature lies an awesome and mystical Creative Spirit. Many people will rule this out until it has been proven. I have an open mind, preferring not to rule it out until it has been disproven.’

Tom looked pleased. The interview had the potential to be electric. ‘And the warning?’

‘The warning, like those contained in Isaiah and Daniel, is terrible and the threat is real. Unless the powerful Christian nations change course, accept the validity of other religions, and actively work towards an understanding and acceptance of them, I fear the threat will become reality. It is within our power to change the direction of annihilation in which we’re now headed. It is something that I will touch on at the end of my inauguration ceremony in two days’ time, which I hope you will all be able to stay for.’

‘Yes, and it will be a great privilege to interview you, although I think any training that might be required in the art of the fourth estate will be minimal,’ Tom said with a grin.

Two nights later, back in their hotel suite, Allegra and David watched the re-run of Giovanni’s inauguration on CCN. At the end of the broadcast Pope John XXIV appeared on the balcony above the Piazza San Pietro.

Giovanni stretched out his arms and the warmth of his smile was felt by everyone in the square below.

‘A philosophy of the great faiths of the world is needed now,’ Giovanni said. ‘More than at any other time in the history of humanity. The true messages of Christ, Muhammad, Abraham, the Buddha and others have a remarkable resonance and similarity. Love and tolerance for your neighbour, regardless of faith, gender or race.’

The Spirit smiled.

‘The fanatics and fundamentalists on all sides, including Christianity, have to be persuaded that to insist on one path and an ownership of truth to the exclusion of all others, in a world as brilliantly diverse as ours, is to insist on a path that can only lead to the annihilation of civilisation. The truth will set us free. Let us follow our various paths in peace instead of war. For there is,’ Giovanni concluded, ‘more than one path to the Omega.’