The Lost

The Lost
by Jack Ketchum

About the Book:
It's 1969, and the Vietnam War is raging. A rough time for most kids. You either work like hell to stay in school or hightail it to Canada or else Uncle Sam comes knocking at your door and the next thing you know you're slogging through the rice paddies and trying not to think about all those body bags shipping back to the World every day.

Not so for Ray and Tim. They've slipped through the cracks. They're neither college kids nor grunts. They're undraftable.

But Ray and Tim have their own problems.

Murder, for one.

A murder Ray committed four years ago because he felt like it. A murder to which Tim, along with Ray's sometime-girlfriend Jennifer, are accomplices. A murder which -- for at least one world-weary cop -- simply won't go away. He knows Ray did it but can't prove it. Now, on the verge of quitting his job, with nothing much to lose, he decides to have one last shot at goading Ray into blowing his arrogant cool, into doing something really stupid.

Which Ray's already doing, just by being who he is.

He's a possessive, egotistical, compulsive liar. He's dealing drugs. But mostly he's chasing skirts. He's all but dumped Jennifer and is courting not one new girl but two, doing anything and everything he can to impress them. One girl finds his weird posturing repulsive, but Ray refuses to hear that. The other's playing with him -- and might be just as dangerous as he is, moving him further and further into waters way over his head. It doesn't help that both girls are college-bound and Ray isn't, or that one of them's the cop's best friend's secret lover. It doesn't help that Jennifer's turning into a drugged-out booze-hound in front of his very eyes. It doesn't help that Tim sees this as a pretty good time to make his move on Jennifer. And it sure doesn't help that Ray's got a rage inside him that could make a cyclone look like a breezy summer day.

Things are converging. Something's going to crack. Something's going to break loose into a world of pain.

And who will be The Lost?

Jack Ketchum is the pseudonym for a former actor, singer, teacher, literary agent, lumber salesman, and soda jerk—a former flower child and baby boomer who figures that in 1956 Elvis, dinosaurs and horror probably saved his life. His first novel, Off Season, prompted the Village Voice to publicly scold its publisher in print for publishing violent pornography. He personally disagrees but is perfectly happy to let you decide for yourself. His short story "The Box" won a 1994 Bram Stoker Award from the HWA, his story "Gone" won again in 2000—and in 2003 he won Stokers for both best collection for Peaceable Kingdom and best long fiction for Closing Time.  He has written eleven novels, the latest of which are Red, Ladies' Night, and The Lost. His stories are collected in The Exit At Toledo Blade Boulevard, Broken on the Wheel of Sex, and Peaceable Kingdom.  His novella The Crossings was cited by Stephen King in his speech at  the 2003 National Book Awards.

Published in two states:
• Limited Edition of 1,500 signed copies ($40)
• Traycased Lettered Edition of 52 signed and lettered copies bound in leather with a satin ribbon page marker and additional full-color artwork ($200)

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