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"Malia, don't you DARE!" he screamed. "We've almost won!"
She smiled sadly, that same tragic little smile she had given him at the
cemetery. "But we have won." She paused, then. "I love you, too."
And she released her hold of his bleeding arm.
He clenched at her more tightly, screaming in grief, but it was no use. Her
slender arm, wet with his blood, slipped out of his grasp.
And Malia fell, floating, downward and down-
ward, into the brilliant flames below. Her eyes were on him, her face quiet,
up until the moment
she disappeared.
Epilogue
Gabriel and Grace stood on a wrought-iron bal-
cony that overlooked Jackson Square. It was the same balcony with the
binoculars that Gabriel had watched Crash from, back when he had not known
what a Schattenjager was, had never seen someone die, and hadn't been out of
the forty-
eight contiguous states; back when he'd been somebody else. It was night,
starless for the storm clouds that had overwhelmed the sky and were finally
letting go. The rain was cool and abundant, and he let it pour down his face
and body, like the tears that were too large to shed; for Malia, for
Wolfgang, for himself, for Tetelo and Gunter, for the end of a long, long
road.
Beneath them, sirens wailed as a confused fire department sought to deal with
the hairline fis-
sure that had opened up in the middle of a per-
fectly ordinary park, a fissure that was emitting steam and occasional
shooting flames like a lidded frying pan whose contents were busy turning into
charcoal.
"Do you think Tetelo is really gone?" Grace asked.
"Yup," he said.
Grace didn't say anything for a minute, then . . .
"I'm sorry about Malia."
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She even sounded like she meant it. Gabriel did not say anything. He wouldn't
know where to begin.
"Are you going to do it? Be Schattenjiiger?"
There was a hint of excitement in her voice. He was surprised to hear she was
still capable of it after what they'd been through. He certainly wasn't. But
maybe he was just tired.
"I have to think about it," he said.
But that didn't feel right, either. Not after what
Wolfgang had done. It felt really wrong.
"Yeah," he said, amending himself. "I guess. I
need to spend some time at the castle. Figure out what it's all about."
"I could help," Grace offered. "I mean ... I'd like to learn about it, too,"
He looked at her, surprised. "What about school?"
She chewed her lip, looked away as if embar-
rassed. "They can't teach me about things like this. Real things."
She glanced at him nervously. "If you don't mind, that is. I'm very good at
research."
He actually smiled. "I know you are. I'd be grateful if you stayed."
And it was true. It was something the man he had been a month ago would not
have said, or even felt.
They sat until dawn not saying anything more, just watching as the firemen,
and the rain, put the fire out.
Don't miss the next thrilling Gabriel Knight"!
novel, The Beast Within"!. Gabriel, as the new
Schattenjager, is asked to investigate a series of mutilation murders in
Munich, Germany. The horrifying deaths are thought to be the work of
werewolves, and as the hunters become the hunted, the only hope for
deliverence lies in a desperate scheme.... Watch for The Beast
Within"! coming from Roc in 1997.
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