"No, you're not! There's blood all over the chair and the floor! "
"I'll be okay."
"Here." She produced the second necklace—Kusum's. "Let me put this on you."
"No." He didn't want anything to do with Kusum's necklace. Or hers.
"Don't be an idiot! It will strengthen you until you can get to a hospital. All your wounds started bleeding again as soon as you took it off."
She reached to place it around his neck but he twisted his head to block her.
"Don't want it!"
"You're going to die without it, Jack!"
"I'll be fine. I'll heal up—without magic. So please go. Just go."
Her eyes looked sad. "You mean that?"
He nodded.
"We could each have our own necklace. We could have long lives, the two of us. We wouldn't be immortal, but we could live on and on. No sickness, little pain—"
You're a cold one, Kolabati.
Not a thought for her brother—Is he dead? How did he die?
Jack could not help but remember how she’d told him to get hold of Kusum's necklace and bring it back, saying that without it he would lose control of the rakoshi. That had been the truth in a way—Kusum would no longer have control of the rakoshi because he’d die without it. When Jack compared that to Kusum's frantic efforts to find her necklace after she’d been mugged, Kolabati came up short. She didn’t know a debt when she incurred one. She spoke of honor but had none. Mad as he’d been, Kusum was ten times the human being she was.
But he couldn't explain all this to her now. He didn't have the strength. And she probably wouldn't understand anyway.
"Please go."
She snatched the necklace away and held it up. "Very well! I thought you were a man worthy of this, a man willing to stretch his life to the limit and live it to the ful1est, but I see I was wrong! So sit there in your pool of blood and fade away if that's what you wish! I have no use for your kind! I never have! I wash my hands of you!"
She tucked the extra necklace into a fold in her sari and strode by him. He heard the apartment door slam and knew he was alone..
Jack tried to straighten himself in the chair. The attempt flashed pain through every inch of his body; the minor effort left his heart pounding and his breath rasping.
Am I dying?
That thought would have brought on a panic response at any other time, but at the moment his brain seemed as unresponsive as his body. Why hadn't he accepted Kolabati's help, even for a short while? Some sort of grand gesture? What was he trying to prove, sitting here and oozing blood, ruining the carpet as well as the chair? He wasn't thinking clearly.
Cold in here—a clammy cold that sank to the bones. He ignored it and thought about the night. He’d done good work tonight...probably saved the entire subcontinent of India from a nightmare. Not that he cared much about India. Gia and Vicky were the ones that mattered. He had—
The phone rang.
No possibility of his answering it.
Who was it—Gia? Maybe. Maybe she was wondering where he was. He hoped so. Maybe she'd come looking for him. Maybe she'd even get here in time. Again, he hoped so. He didn't want to die. He wanted to spend a lot of time with Gia and Vicky. And he wanted to remember tonight. He’d made a difference tonight. He’d been the deciding factor. He could be proud of that. Even Dad would be proud...if only he could tell him.
He closed his eyes—too much effort to keep them open—and waited.
THE SECRET HISTORY OF THE WORLD
The preponderance of my work deals with a history of the world that remains undiscovered, unexplored, and unknown to most of humanity. Some of this secret history has been revealed in the Adversary Cycle, some in the Repairman Jack novels, and bits and pieces in other, seemingly unconnected works. Taken together, even these millions of words barely scratch the surface of what has been going on behind the scenes, hidden from the workaday world. I've listed them below in chronological order. (NB: "Year Zero" is the end of civilization as we know it; "Year Zero Minus One" is the year preceding it, etc.)
The Past:
"Demonsong" (prehistory)
"Aryans and Absinthe" (1923-1924)**
Black Wind (1926-1945)
The Keep (1941)
Reborn (February-March 1968)
"Dat Tay Vao" (March 1968)***
Jack: Secret Histories (1983)
Jack: Secret Circles (1983)
Jack: Secret Vengeance (1983)
“Faces” (1989)*
Year Zero Minus Three:
Sibs (February)
The Tomb (summer)
"The Barrens" (ends in September)*
"A Day in the Life" (October)*
"The Long Way Home"
Legacies (December)
Year Zero Minus Two:
"Interlude at Duane’s" (April)**
Conspiracies (April) (includes "Home Repairs")
All The Rage (May) (includes "The Last Rakosh")
Hosts (June)
The Haunted Air (August)
Gateways (September)
Crisscross (November)
Infernal (December)
Year Zero Minus One:
Harbingers (January)
Bloodline (April)
By the Sword (May)
Ground Zero (July)
The Touch (ends in August)
"Tenants"*
The Peabody-Ozymandias Traveling Circus & Oddity Emporium
Year Zero:
"Pelts"*
Reprisal (ends in February)
Fatal Error (February) (includes "The Wringer")
The Dark at the End (March)
Nightworld (May)
Reprisal will be back in print by the end of 2011. I’m planning a total of fifteen Repairman Jack novels (not counting the young adult titles), ending the Secret History with the publication of a heavily revised Nightworld.
* available in The Barrens and Others
** available in Aftershock and Others
*** available in the 2009 reissue of The Touch
also by F. Paul Wilson
Repairman Jack
The Tomb
Legacies
Conspiracies
All the Rage
Hosts
The Haunted Air
Gateways
Crisscross
Infernal
Harbingers
Bloodline
By the Sword
Ground Zero
Fatal Error
The Dark at the End
Young Adult
Jack: Secret Histories
Jack: Secret Circles
Jack: Secret Vengeance
The Adversary Cycle
The Keep
The Tomb