Jack: Secret Circles (Young Repairman Jack Series #2)


When his five-year-old neighbor goes missing, Jack can’t help feeling responsible. He should have taken Cody home when he found him riding his bicycle near the Pine Barrens. And then a lost man wanders out of the woods after being chased all night by...something. Jack knows, better than anyone, that the Barrens are dangerous—a true wilderness filled with people, creatures, and objects lost from sight and memory. Like the ancient, fifteen-foot-tall stone pyramid he, Weezy, and Eddie discover. Jack thinks it might ...

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When his five-year-old neighbor goes missing, Jack can’t help feeling responsible. He should have taken Cody home when he found him riding his bicycle near the Pine Barrens. And then a lost man wanders out of the woods after being chased all night by...something. Jack knows, better than anyone, that the Barrens are dangerous—a true wilderness filled with people, creatures, and objects lost from sight and memory. Like the ancient, fifteen-foot-tall stone pyramid he, Weezy, and Eddie discover. Jack thinks it might have been a cage of some sort, but for what kind of animal, he can’t say. Eddie jokes that it could have been used for the Jersey Devil. Jack doesn't believe in that old folk tale, but something is roaming the Pines. Could it have Cody? And what about the strange circus that set up outside town? Could they be involved? So many possibilities, so little time...

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Editorial Reviews

From the Publisher
“Readers of the adult Repairman Jack novels will enjoy bringing their background to this reading, but, luckily for kid readers, knowledge of the series is not vital to enjoying this smart, spooky mystery adventure.”—Kirkus Reviews

“The story is a combination of the Hardy Boys and The X-Files, with an excitement-infused voice that brings out the adventuresome kid in every reader.”—San Francisco Chronicle

Kirkus Reviews
A month ago, 15-year-old Jack and his best friend Weezy found a small, mysterious pyramid and a body in the huge wasteland called the Pine Barrens (Jack: Secret Histories, 2008). The body led to other deaths; and though Weezy was certain the pyramid was linked to her obsession, the secret history of the world, they lost it. Weezy thinks it was stolen by members of the Ancient Septimus Fraternal Order. Now as the two find a stone structure similar to the lost pyramid in the Barrens, a local five-year-old goes missing and there are sightings of someTHING in the swampy bog. Is the visiting circus involved? The Septimus Lodge? And what, if anything, can Jack do about Mr. Vivino, who is abusing his wife and daughter? Set in 1983, Wilson's second in a trilogy about the teen years of his Repairman Jack character is a periodically breathtaking thriller. Readers of the adult RJ novels will enjoy bringing their background to this reading, but, luckily for kid readers, knowledge of the series is not vital to enjoying this smart, spooky mystery adventure. (Thriller. YA)
Children's Literature - Elizabeth Fronk
Jack and his friend Weezy have discovered a shiny black pyramid with strange symbols on it. They have also discovered a dead body. Now the black pyramid has been stolen and they discover a large pyramid-like structure. This larger structure appears to be more like a cage but it has the same strange symbols on it that the small black one has. Is there a connection? Meanwhile, Jack's young neighbor Cody disappears. Jack must try to find Cody as well as work his way into the Lodge where Jack suspects the small black pyramid is. It could also be part of Cody's disappearance. Throughout this mystery, there is a side story of domestic abuse and Jack's feelings about Weezy—is she just a friend or more? This story is the second in a trilogy and readers not having read the first part may be somewhat lost. Complicating the need to know Book 1 are many loose ends that do not quite tie together and an ending that feels a little like a bad science fiction movie. Young adult readers who have read part one may want to continue and eagerly await more about Repairman. Reviewer: Elizabeth Fronk
VOYA - Laura Lehner-Ennis
When Jack and his friends Weezy and Eddie come across another strange find in the Pine Barrens, they immediately make the connection between the huge pyramid-shaped stone cage and the smaller pyramid they had found previously that was stolen from them (in Jack: Secret Histories). Then when Jack's five-year-old neighbor goes missing, they are sure he has been taken by whatever wild creature had broken out of the cage. And what, if anything, do the odd Mr. Drexler and his enigmatic Ancient Septimus Fraternal Order have to do with any of it? This sequel is actually the young adult prequel to Wilson's adult series featuring Repairman Jack, the man who can fix any problem or mystery. There are lots of questions raised in this gripping page-turner, and not all of them answered. Still, it is a satisfying creepy-supernatural kind of who-done-it in which the teens find themselves in constant danger as they pursue the truth behind the "secret history of the world." Reviewer: Laura Lehner-Ennis
School Library Journal
Gr 7 Up—Jack is back in this book that follows Jack: Secret Histories (Tor, 2008), which is important to read first. He and his friend Weezy are once again exploring in the New Jersey Pine Barrens where they find a large, pyramid-shaped cage similar to the small version they discovered along with a dead body in the first volume. They learn that Cody, a five-year-old neighbor, is missing and wonder if it has anything to do with the putrid-smelling, hulking creature they encountered in the woods near the pyramid. Was it the Jersey Devil? Do members of the creepy and possibly dangerous Ancient Septimus Fraternal Order Lodge know the secret of the pyramid? Subplots such as Jack's discovery and exposure of a local politician's domestic abuse and Jack's attraction to classmate Karina are effectively woven into the story. Readers who enjoyed the well-drawn characters, believable 1980s setting, and compelling situations in the first volume will find them here as well, but they'll also experience "middle book" syndrome and will hope that the still-to-come finale will ultimately piece it all together.—Diane P. Tuccillo, Poudre River Public Library District, Fort Collins, CO
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780765358127
  • Publisher: Tom Doherty Associates
  • Publication date: 2/1/2011
  • Series: Young Repairman Jack Series , #2
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Edition description: First Edition
  • Edition number: 1
  • Pages: 288
  • Sales rank: 540,024
  • Age range: 13 - 17 Years
  • Product dimensions: 5.20 (w) x 7.90 (h) x 0.70 (d)

Meet the Author

F. Paul Wilson is the New York Times bestselling author of horror, adventure, medical thrillers, science fiction, and virtually everything in between. His books include the Repairman Jack novels, including Ground Zero, The Tomb, and Fatal Error; the Adversary cycle, including The Keep; and the young adult series featuring the teenage Jack. Wilson has won the Prometheus Award, the Bram Stoker Award, the Inkpot Award from the San Diego ComiCon, and the Lifetime Achievement Award of the Horror Writers of America, among other honors. He lives in Wall, New Jersey.

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Little Cody Bockman disappeared on a rainy morning.


Jack dodged puddles as he pedaled his BMX along Adams Street to the Connell house. Even though the sky was overcast now, the air felt dry. He hoped it would last. He was sick to death of rain. People were saying this could turn out to be the rainiest September on record and—

"Hey!" he shouted as he almost collided with a little kid scooting by on a red bike. "Cody!"

The kid braked and almost fell off his bike.

"Jack! Jack! I can do it!"


"Look! No training wheels!"

Cody Bockman was five and lived two doors down from Jack. His long hair was a blond tangle and his blue eyes sparkled with excitement. Cute kid, but a little wild man. Jack liked him except when he attached himself and followed him around like a dog. Somehow he always chose times when Jack felt like being alone.

"That’s cool, Code." Jack looked around. Not an adult in sight. "Your folks know you’re out here?"

"No, but it’s okay."

"Yeah? You mean, if I go back and ask your mom and dad if it’s all right for you to be cruising the streets, they’ll say it’s fine with them?"

Cody looked down. "Well . . ."

Jack put on a stern look. "You gonna go or am I gonna have to take you back?"

"I’m goin’!"

He turned his bike around and pedaled a wobbly path back toward Jefferson. Jack watched him a little, then continued on to the Connells’.

Weezy’s brother Eddie had asked him over to play Berzerk, the new game his father had bought him for his Atari 5200. The game was simple and so fun when you could trick the robots into walking into walls or shooting each other, but so nerve- racking when that deadly smiley face came bouncing through.

But no video games today. He’d played enough during the rains. This morning he was going to drag Eddie off the couch and into the sunlight. No easy task, considering Eddie’s weight and resistance to any activity that involved moving more than his thumbs.

As Jack glided past the unlidded garbage cans at the curb— Wednesday and Saturday were garbage days in Johnson— he noticed a couple of familiar items from Weezy’s room in the nearer container. He stopped for a closer look and saw copies of Fortean Times and Fate. Weezy treasured those weird paranormal magazines. Why was she throwing them out?

Maybe she was in a cleaning mood. She had all sorts of moods lately. Spin the dial and see who appeared.

Or maybe she didn’t know. Her parents were always on her case for not being like other fifteen- year- old girls. Had they simply gone in and started tossing stuff? That wasn’t right.

He spotted a half- folded photo, an aerial shot of the Pinelands, the million acres of woods beyond the town’s eastern edge. He recognized the scene: an excavation of the mound where just last month he and Weezy had found a corpse and a mysterious little pyramid.

The sight of it released a flood of memories . . . most of them bad. He’d blocked them out, but now they were back. The dead man was not simply dead, he’d been murdered— ritually murdered— and his discovery had triggered other deaths, all seemingly of natural causes, but all weirdly connected. Then Jack had learned the cause, and it hadn’t been natural at all. But he couldn’t talk about it because he had no proof and everyone— even Weezy— would think he was crazy.

And the pyramid . . . shiny, black, embossed with strange glyphs . . . Weezy had fallen in love with it, memorizing every detail of the symbols on its sides and the weird grid inside the box that had held it. It had turned out to be older that it seemed— much older than anything man- made should be.

Then it had disappeared.

And Weezy hadn’t been quite the same since. Jack had felt the loss too— such a neat artifact— but not like Weezy. She’d taken it like the loss of her best friend. But more than that, she was convinced it had been stolen and was sure she knew the culprit . . . all without a shred of proof.

So he couldn’t believe she’d throw away this photo.

He snagged it from the can and stuck it in his back pocket as he hopped up the front steps and knocked on the door.

"Door’s open," he heard a man’s voice call from inside.

As Jack stepped in, Mr. Connell poked his crew- cut head around a corner and grinned. "Eddie said you’d be coming. He’s in the family room."

"Is Weezy here?"

"Yeah. Hey, Weez!"

"What?" Her voice floated from upstairs.

"Jack’s here!"

Weezy appeared at the top of the stairway in her customary black jeans and a black T-shirt. She had dark eyes and pale skin. She’d gone a little heavier than usual on the eyeliner today. She held a book in her right hand, her index finger poked between two pages. She’d been letting her dark hair grow and today she’d parted it in the middle and braided it into a pair of pigtails.

"Hey, Jack. Come on up."

"Going for the Wednesday Addams look?" he said as he took the steps two at a time.

"Well, it’s the weekend and I’m full of woe."

He followed her into her room, christened the "Bat Cave" by her brother. With all the shades drawn, a dark purple bedspread, gargoyles peering down from her bookshelves, and a creepy Bauhaus poster on the wall, it lived up to the name.

"About anything in particular?"

"The usual— everything." She belly- flopped onto the bed and opened her book.

"What’s so interesting?"

"Just got it from the library. All about pre- Sumerian civilizations. What’s up?"

Jack pulled the photo from his pocket and held it up. "I found this in your garbage can."

She glanced up with a smile. "Are you Dumpster diving now?" Then her gaze fixed on the wrinkled photo. "Isn’t that …?"

"Yeah. Never thought you’d toss it out."

She was up in a flash grabbing it from him.

"I didn’t." Her expression turned furious. "They have no right!"

As she started for her door Jack blocked her way. She had a wild look in her eyes. Jack had seen that look a few times before when she’d lost it, and she seemed ready to lose it now.

"Easy, Weezy. Could you maybe wait on this? You’re going to put me smack- dab in the middle of the fight."

For a second he thought she might hit him. He didn’t know what he’d do if she tried. He was relieved when the look faded.

"Because you found it?"

He nodded. He didn’t want to become a player in the ongoing tug-of-war between Weezy and her parents— mostly her father— who wanted her to be what they called "a normal girl" and what she called "a bow head."

"You know," she said, her voice thickening as she stalked about her room, "if they’re so unhappy with me, why don’t they just send me off to boarding school or something so they don’t have to look at me?"

Jack didn’t like that idea one bit. Who would he hang with? He tried to lighten the moment by clutching his hands over his heart and giving her his best approximation of a lost- puppy look.

"But- but- but wouldn’t you miss meeee?"

It didn’t work. She was off to the races. She’d always been hard to stop once she got rolling, but almost impossible since the disappearance of the pyramid. She’d gotten a little scary lately.

"I’m going to be fifteen next week! I’ve got a brain, why don’t they want me to use it? They have no right to throw out my stuff!" She stopped her pacing. "Maybe I should pull a Marcie Kurek! That’d show ’em!"

Marcie Kurek was a runaway who’d been a soph at the high school last year. She lived in Shamong. One night she said she was going out to visit a friend and never showed up. No one had seen her since.

Weezy turned and threw the photo on the floor.

Jack knew she tended to leave her stuff all over the house, a perfect invitation for her folks to dump the things they didn’t approve of, especially anything that referred to what she called the Secret History of the World.

The Secret History was her passion— her conviction that accepted history was a collection of lies carefully constructed and arranged to hide what was really going on in the world, and conceal the hidden agenda and identities of those pulling the strings. Ancient secret societies manipulating events throughout the ages . . .

People—especially her family— tended to roll their eyes once she got started on it. Jack too, though not as quickly as he used to. He’d seen and heard things last month that he couldn’t explain . . . he didn’t know if they fit into Weezy’s Secret History, didn’t know if they fit anywhere, or if they were even real.

Weezy was convinced that the pyramid they’d found was connected to the Secret History. And maybe it was . . . this was a picture of the mound where they’d found the body and the artifact, or rather what was left after those strange government men had dug it up in the night.

He glanced at it now on the floor and was once again struck by the strange outline. As he looked he noticed something to the right of the mound . . .

He picked it up for a closer look . . . a dark object or structure in a small clearing. He’d never noticed it before. But then again, the photo had been in Weezy’s possession all this time, so he’d never had much chance to study it.

"Hey, Weez. Where’s your magnifying glass? Or did your folks throw that away too?"

"Not funny."

She plucked a magnifier with a two- inch lens from a shelf above her desk and handed it to him. Jack poised it over the area in question and felt a tingle of excitement across his neck as it grew larger and came into focus.

"Oh, man, you’ve got to see this." He passed the lens and photo to her, then tapped the spot. "Right there."

He watched her brow furrow as she moved the lens up and down and around.

"Hmmph. Never noticed." She glanced up. "Could be just a big rock."

"Yeah? Take another look. Count the sides."

He watched her eyes narrow to a squint as she complied, then widen. She wore an entirely different expression when she looked up this time.


"Yeah. Just like our pyramid."

A light sparked in her eyes. "Actually it had seven if you count the base. But this is bigger. Much bigger." She frowned. "Too big for them to steal."

Jack knew who "them" were but didn’t want her to get started on that now.

"You got that right. Want to take a look?"

"You kidding? Of course I—"

"There you are!"

Jack turned and saw Weezy’s portly brother standing in the doorway, twisting a Rubik’s Cube. He had short, sandy hair and a pudgy body, and his striped rugby shirt gave him a definite Pugsley look. Jack was tempted to remark on the Addams Family theme here in the Connell house, but held his tongue. Eddie wouldn’t take kindly to the Pugsley comparison.

But if Cousin Itt showed up . . .

"Hey Eddie. I was just—"

"No Berzerk today, man," Eddie said, looking miffed. "My dad’s booting me out of the house. Wants me to ‘enjoy the outdoors.’ Can you believe it?" He shook his head sadly. "Bo-racious."

Eddie was not a fan of the outdoors, unless it meant sitting in the shade with a copy of Uncanny X-Men.

Jack pointed to the Rubik’s Cube that had become Eddie’s latest obsession. "Hey, anytime you want me to straighten that out for you, let me know."

He gave a wry grin. "Yeah, right. Like you could."

Jack shrugged. "Just trying to help the helpless."

Eddie glanced at his sister stretched on the bed and his grin turned evil. "You too, cave girl. He wants us both out in the"— he grabbed his throat and made a strangled sound— "fresh air."

"We were just leaving," Jack said.

"Where to?"

"The Pines."

Eddie shook his head. "No way. Last time I was in there with you two we found a dead guy, and pretty soon a whole bunch of guys were dead."

Jack shrugged. "Look at it this way: How many times can that happen? Chances of finding another dead guy are almost zilch."

"You guarantee that?"

"Let’s go," was all Jack said.

Nothing was guaranteed in the Pines.

Excerpted from Jack : Secret Circles by F. Paul Wilson.

Copyright © 2010 by F. Paul Wilson.

Published in February 2010 by A Tom Doherty Associates Book.

All rights reserved. This work is protected under copyright laws and reproduction is strictly prohibited. Permission to reproduce the material in any manner or medium must be secured from the Publisher.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 24, 2012

    An Adrenalin Rush!

    This is a remarkable tale of a young man capable of thinking for himself. He is loyal to his friends and takes actions to defend them if they have been wronged.
    I think there is 'a little bit of Jack' in all of us.

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  • Posted July 14, 2010

    good read, but not up to Wilson's norm

    It was a good book. I've been looking forward to the next installment of the Repairman Jack series. I was disappointed to find this was an adventure of young Jack, when he was only about 13 y/o.

    If you're looking for a typical Wilson book, go elsewhere. If you're looking for a decent read, along the lines of a teen adventure then this is for you

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  • Posted March 14, 2010

    Courtesy of Flamingnet.com Teen Book Reviews-good novel

    Ever since Jack first discovered the pyramid,
    nothing has been the same for Jack or the town of Johnson. A chain of
    unexplained murders fire up the suspicion against the Lodge
    - a secret society that was the first to settle in Johnson.
    In Jack: Secret Circles, things have begun to simmer down
    since the murders. That is until Cody disappears. Jack had
    seen Cody ride home, but didn't make sure he got there. Now
    Cody has disappeared and chaos is aroused in Johnson. Once
    again, the Lodge and pyramid is linked to all this. Along
    with that, Mr. Vivino is abusing his family and no one
    knowsabout it. Now, Jack must find a way to save Cody, Mrs. V,
    and her daughter. But since Jack is dealing with a secret
    society and a man running for public office, things won't
    be solved very easily.

    As the mystery began to unfold, I
    picked up interest. The beginning of the novel was slow and
    seemed to go on forever. But as new twists changed the
    course of the story, the suspense began to increase. One
    example of a twist is when Cody goes missing. From there,
    things begin to heat up and new secrets are discovered when
    Jack and Weezy go looking in the Lodge. But the secrets are
    found gradually and over a long period of time. Sometimes
    the discovery of one secret would happen long before the
    next. For this, I wouldn't say this novel is a page-turner.
    I think it is more of a book that slowly increases suspense
    as you read into it. I recommend this book to any who is
    willing to read to the middle of the book before actually
    getting to the climax. Jack: Secret Circles is a good
    novel, but it isn't amazingly exciting.

    Reviewed by a young adult student reviewer
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  • Posted December 14, 2009

    more from this reviewer

    super Repairman roots

    A teenage "Repairman" Jack is on his way to his friend Weezy's house when he sees five year old Cody Bockman riding his bicycle near the Barriers, an area that is filled with strange things. Jack tells Cody to go home as the child is to young to be so far from his home. He watched the child to insure he is heading towards home. Jack and Weezy enter the Barrens, a land mass that is eerie and filled with strange creatures. They find a giant stone pyramid with the same identical markings that was on as a smaller pyramid they found and lost last month.

    A stranger went into the Barriers only to lose his way and he was unable to escape for a few days. He tells the teens of a creature that was following him so he hid in a tree. They get him out, but Cody is missing. A search leads to Cody's bike in the Barrens; a search there proves fruitless. Weezy convinces Jack to break into the building of the mysterious Ancient Septimus Fraternal Order to retrieve the little pyramid that Jack thought he saw on the mantle. When they break in, the duo meets much more than they expected.

    Readers of the Repairman Jack saga will learn how it all began when the hero was a teen. Targeted for young adults (as was the Secret Histories) fans of all ages will appreciate Secret Circles especially if they want to know Jack. He has dealt with the supernatural and unexplained as a teenager so the teen became the adult still fighting as a warrior for the Light. As Jack adapts to whatever cause he must face, his readers will relish observing his Repairman roots.

    Harriet Klausner

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