The Long Man

by Steve Englehart

Overview

In The Point Man, DJ Max August was thrust into a hidden war between the forces of chaos and order, where he learned how to use magick and become Timeless!

More than twenty-five years later, Max is summoned by a friend to save Dr. Pamela Blackwell from a mysterious force that is using magick to kill her. Pam's research could save the lives of countless millions, putting her in the crosshairs of the FRC, a cabal of powerbrokers intent on world domination.

From San Francisco to Barbados to the shores of Suriname, Max and Pam must fight off magick-wielding assassins and legions of zombies. Max may be powerful and Timeless, but he's not indestructible. He's going to have to keep his wits about him if he's going to stop the FRC before they kill millions.

Supernatural enemies, dazzling magic, and romance abound in this page-turner from a longtime master of storytelling.


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Product Details

ISBN-13:	9781429983280
Publisher:	Tor Publishing Group
Publication date:	03/16/2010
Series:	The Max August Magikal Thrillers , #2
Sold by:	Macmillan
Format:	eBook
Pages:	384
File size:	838 KB

About the Author

STEVE ENGLEHART is best known for writing for such series as The Avengers, Captain America, and The Fantastic Four (for Marvel) and Batman and The Justice League of America (for DC), and for his novel The Point Man, the first Max August novel. He lives in northern California.

Steve Englehart is best known for writing for such comics series as Spider-Man, Captain America, Superman, The Fantastic Four, and Batman for DC and Marvel Comics, and for his novels The Point Man, The Long Man and The Plain Man. He has been named Favorite Writer at the Eagle Awards, and has also won an Inkpot Award for his comics work. He lives in the San Francisco Bay area, where he is currently working on a new Max August novel.

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The Long Man

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By Steve Englehart

Tor Fantasy

Copyright © 2010 Steve Englehart
All right reserved.
ISBN: 9780765356611

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The Long Man
OCTOBER 31, 2007 * 4:45 P.M. PACIFIC DAYLIGHT TIME11 WindHis name was not Max August."Hey!" the guy with the cape said. "Aren't you Max August?"The questioner was not the only one in costume, because tonight was Hallowe'en and the night would be here soon. All the kids coming home from school past Mount Davidson Park, and some of the more-alive adults, had gotten started early. But the guy with the cape wore his backpack under the cape, so he looked like the Hunchback of Notre Dame.He for his part was looking at a man in his midthirties, dressed normally: jeans, flannel shirt, tall, blond, athletic. A high brow, high cheekbones, large, intelligent hazel eyes, and the full mouth of a guy who talked for a living-very much like Max August. That mouth smiled wryly as the blond man said, "Sorry. You've got the wrong guy.""Really?" The caped guy was peering at him, eyes narrowed against the low sun. "You look just like him.""I hear that," the blond man said, "though not so much anymore; it's been like twenty-five years, right? Max August would be in his fifties."Suddenly the caped guy felt very stupid. "Yeah. Sure. Sorry." Then, hopefully, "You a relative?""Nope. Just similar genes, I guess."The guy shifted his weight from one foot to the other. "Ah, well-sorry, dude. I was just rememberin' watchin' him do his show inside his window at KQBU. We all did, back in the day; we'd duck out of school for it. The coolest thing in San Francisco-if you were a teenager. He called himself Barnaby Wilde then, but anybody cool knew his real name. He played the best music, great music, an' danced like a lunatic, right in the window, y'know?""Nahhh. I lived in Miami when I was a kid, so I never heard the guy live. But I've had a crash course on him since I moved out here, I can tell you that.""You know what happened to him?""Been working on the East Coast, I think. He's got some new air-name; 'Barnaby Wilde' doesn't make sense anymore. I don't think he's ever used his real name on air.""Huh. I probably wouldn' even know him if I heard him now," the caped crusader said. "Or saw him. But I just had this picture of him in my head, up in that window, all these years, and bam! you were it." He shrugged. The wind was picking up and his cape ballooned, mimicking the gesture."I'm sorry I missed him," the blond man said."Yeah. Hey, I'm sorry I bothered you.""No problem, man. Happy Halloween."The guy grinned suddenly, remembering his cape, his character, and the night ahead. "Happy Halloween!" He walked jauntily away along Dalewood, heading west, while Max turned into the park.Among the shadows of the eucalypti, Max's smile died, his face turning cool, if not cold, and utterly self-contained. He gave a sharp, impatient shrug.Time was passing. But it was still madness, coming back to San Francisco. He'd been so huge in the '70s, the king of all rock, and he had done his show from a window studio right on Sutter Street. How could he have known that one day he'd lust for anonymity the way he'd lusted after fame?How could he have known he'd turn Timeless?Copyright © 2010 by Steve Englehart

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What People are Saying About This

From the Publisher

“For an almost superhuman span of time Steve Englehart has been blowing the minds of readers around the world—including my own. The Long Man adds another dazzling burst of storytelling power to the ongoing display of his brilliance.”

—MICHAEL CHABON, NEW YORK TIMES #1 BESTSELLING AUTHOR OF THE AMAZING ADVENTURES OF KAVALIER AND CLAY AND THE YIDDISH POLICEMEN’S UNION

“Steve Englehart was one of the first authors I ever read. With The Long Man, he proves that even thirty years later, he still has the touch. I’m young again.”

—BRAD MELTZER, NEW YORK TIMES #1 BESTSELLING AUTHOR OFTHE BOOK OF FATE

Editorial Reviews

An unintentionally absurd plot is all that stands out in this by-the-numbers magickal [sic] thriller, the sequel to 1981's The Point Man. Former DJ Max August, a near-immortal magician, loses both his mentor and his wife to the demon Aleksandra. Two decades later, an old friend brings him to the rescue of Dr. Pamela Blackwell, who has found a way to cure zombis. Her discovery may interfere with the nefarious supersecret Free Range Coalition, who of course want to take over the world. The plot is further muddled by such diverse elements as sarin gas, zombi rape used to torture a woman into revealing secrets (at Guantánamo Bay, no less) and a deaf-mute assassin who communicates via Speak & Spell. August and Blackwell dully run a clichéd gantlet of villains without seeming to notice the complete implausibility of their story. (Aug.)

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Publishers Weekly

“For an almost superhuman span of time Steve Englehart has been blowing the minds of readers around the world—including my own. The Long Man adds another dazzling burst of storytelling power to the ongoing display of his brilliance.”

—MICHAEL CHABON, NEW YORK TIMES #1 BESTSELLING AUTHOR OF THE AMAZING ADVENTURES OF KAVALIER AND CLAY AND THE YIDDISH POLICEMEN’S UNION

“Steve Englehart was one of the first authors I ever read. With The Long Man, he proves that even thirty years later, he still has the touch. I’m young again.”

—BRAD MELTZER, NEW YORK TIMES #1 BESTSELLING AUTHOR OFTHE BOOK OF FATE

From the Publisher