“Yes, of course. Why?”

Jack couldn’t imagine how such a thing could be, but then he had never imagined that such a thing as a rakosh could be. He held out his hand.

“Give it to me.”

“No!” she said, her hand darting to her throat as she jumped to her feet and stepped back.

“Just for a few minutes. I’ll sneak below, find my way up to the deck, unlock the door, and let you out.”

She shook her head violently. “No, Jack!”

Why was she being so stubborn?

“Come on. You don’t know how to pick a lock. I’m the only one who can get us both out of here.”

He stood up and took a step toward her but she flattened herself against the wall and screamed.

“No! Don’t touch it!”

Jack froze, confused by her response. Kolabati’s eyes were wide with terror.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“I can’t take it off,” she said in a calmer voice. “No one in the family is ever allowed to take it off.”

“Oh, come—”

“I can’t, Jack! Please don’t ask me!” The terror was creeping back into her voice.

“Okay-okay!” Jack said quickly, raising his hands, palms out, and stepping back. He didn’t want any more screaming. It might attract a rakosh.

He walked over to the hole in the floor and stood there thinking. Kolabati’s reaction baffled him. And what she had told him about no one in the family being allowed to take the necklace off was untrue—he remembered seeing Kusum without it just last night. But it had been obvious then that Kusum had wanted to be seen by his rakoshi.

Then he remembered something else.

“The necklace will protect two of us, won’t it?”

Kolabati’s brow furrowed. “What do you—oh, I see. Yes, I think so. At least it did in your apartment.”

“Then we’ll both go down,” he said, pointing to the hole.

“Jack, it’s too dangerous! You can’t be sure it will protect you!”

He realized that and tried not to think about it. He had no other options.

“I’ll carry you on my back—piggy-back. We won’t be quite as close as we were in the apartment, but it’s my only chance.” As she hesitated, Jack played what he hoped was his ace: “Either you come down with me or I go alone with no protection at all. I’m not waiting here for your brother.”

Kolabati stepped forward. “You can’t go down there alone.”

Without another word, she kicked off her sandals, hiked up her sari, and sat on the floor. She swung her legs into the hole and began to lower herself through.

“Hey!”

“I’ll go first. I’m the one with the necklace, remember?”

Jack watched in amazement as her head disappeared below the level of the floor. Was this the same woman who had screamed in abject terror a moment ago? Going first through that hole took a lot of courage—with or without a “magic” necklace. It didn’t make sense.

Nothing seemed to make much sense anymore.