It is a dark and stormy night. Yet at the Church of St. Sulpice in Paris, there isn't a single self-mutilating albino monk in sight. Along the Grand Gallery of the Louvre, not even one dead curator sprawls on the museum's famous parquet floor. And in the hayloft of a chateau outside Paris, the secret listening post just isn't there. Yet even if they can't find all the details mentioned in the book, fans of "The Da Vinci Code" seem to have an insatiable need to link the fiction to reality -- especially at the Louvre, where the opening murder...