First Thrills - Lee Child [144]
The kind of man a father wanted for his daughter.
He straightened. Jenny was going to have a baby. He was going to be a father, whether they married or not. Maybe they were off to a bad start. Maybe Jenny would end up as shrewish as her mother. But there was no way he’d ever be as weak and indecisive as her father.
Hours (Minutes? Days?) later, he sprawled at the bottom of a hill he hadn’t known was there until he’d stumbled in the dark and rolled down it. He’d flailed wildly as he fell, grabbing at branches, grabbing at vegetation, grabbing at nothing, but nothing had stopped him from landing in a heap with his bad leg bent beneath him. The tourniquet was gone. Jason’s hands were locked in its place, squeezing at what he hoped was the right pressure point with fingers that had long ago lost feeling.
So cold. He shivered. How much blood could you lose before you were done for? He pushed away the thought and focused on the shush of the wind as he fought to stay conscious, letting the sound carry him back to when he used to work with his dad in the woods when he was little; laying the measuring pole alongside the downed trees so his dad could cut the logs to length, stepping in and around the brush struggling to keep up, listening to the trees crack from the cold and the chickadees whistle.
A chickadee called. A single high, shrill note.
No. Not a chickadee. What?
Another whistle. A voice calling his name. Then crunching leaves. Footsteps. A light in his face.
“You found me,” he whispered.
“Wasn’t me. Jenny asked me to come. Told me you were out here.” A pause. “She told me.”
Emphasis on the “told me.” Not much. Enough.
“I thought—I was afraid—” Jason swallowed. “I was afraid you’d be too late.”
Jenny’s mother stuck the flashlight under her arm, took a pack of cigarettes from her purse, and sat down heavily on a stump.
“Not too late.” She lit a cigarette and took a long, slow puff. “I’m too early.”
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KAREN DIONNE is the author of Freezing Point (October 2008, Berkley Books), a thriller Douglas Preston called “a ripper of a story!” Her second novel, Boiling Point, is forthcoming in October 2010. Karen’s short fiction has appeared in Bathtub Gin, The Adirondack Review, Futures Mysterious Anthology Magazine, and Thought Magazine. Visit her on the Web at www.karendionne.net.
Wasn’t that a great ride? Lee Child promised in the introduction that this book contained a stellar lineup of high-octane writers—a purposeful mixture of seasoned veterans and remarkable rookies.
International Thriller Writers, Inc. (ITW) cofounder, David Morrell, once said, “If a story doesn’t thrill, it’s not a thriller.” As this collection has proven, thrills come in all shapes and sizes, tongue-in-cheek and serious, domestic and international. There were stories that explored those fascinating moments where ordinary people face difficult choices between right and wrong; there were journeys to the dark territory of noir, where hope is a precious commodity; and there were some good old-fashioned, tried-and-true adrenaline-rush rides of danger and amusement.
Many of the names who contributed to this book are well known. The fresh faces are all members of ITW’s Debut Author Program, a unique experience created to mentor thriller writers through their first year and beyond. Since the program began in July 2007, 103 ITW members have participated. So far, eight of those have garnered starred reviews in Publishers Weekly, Kirkus Reviews, and Library Journal. Four became New York Times bestsellers. Eleven found themselves on bestseller lists that include In de pen dent Mystery Booksellers, BookScan, Barnes & Noble, The Sunday Times (U.K.), the San Francisco Chronicle, Audible .com, and a variety of lists overseas. Seventeen sold rights to their books to foreign publishers. Four negotiated film and/or television options. And nearly thirty have already been published again, or are under contract for more books.
That’s an amazing set of statistics.
No other writers organization can boast such dedication and success in its