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426 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published November 1, 1984

"No!" Jack's anguished shout was a physical pain in her ear, then he spun away from her, walking a step or two in one direction, then in another, his arms swinging at the air like a windup toy out of control. "He got Vicky! He got Vicky!"
"It's all my fault, Jack. If I'd stayed with her instead of watching that stupid movie, Vicky would be all right now."
Jack suddenly stopped moving. His arms lay quiet against his sides.
"No," he said in a voice that chilled her with its flat, iron tone. "You couldn't have changed the outcome. You'd only be dead."
...[a few lines of dialogue w/Abe omitted]
Gia stared at Jack as Abe bustled away toward the front of his store. His abrupt change from near hysteria to this cold dispassionate creature before her was almost as terrifying as Vicky's disappearance.
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to get her back. And then I'm going to see to it that she is never bothered again."
Gia stepped back. For as Jack spoke, he'd turned toward her and looked past her, looked downtown as if seeing through all the buildings between him and whoever was in his thoughts. She let out a small cry when she saw his expression.
She was looking at murder... as if Death itself had taken human form. That look on Jack's face--she turned away. She couldn't bear it. More rage and fury than any one man was meant to hold were concentrated in his eyes. She could almost imagine someone's heart stopping just from looking into those eyes.