THERE ARE MANY, many people whose support made this novel possible, stretching back over more years than I am willing to admit.

I can only hit the high points:

Charles L. Wright, without whom there would be no Caine.

Robyn Fielder, who told me I had to write this book, and supported me both emotionally and financially while I did.

The above, Paul Kroll, H. Gene McFadden, Eric Coleman, Ken Bricker, and Perry Glasser, each of whom generously read at least one early draft of this story, and offered opinions and advice.

Clive A. Church, for technical advice and inexhaustible patience with my bitching.

My agent, Howard Morhaim, for tireless enthusiasm.

My indefatigable editor, Amy Stout, for making me do it over until I got it right.

And my mother, Barbara Stover, for one particular kindness among a lifetime of such.

Thank you, one and all.