The Pentagon is the world's largest office building, six and a half million square feet, thirty thousand people, more than seventeen miles of corridors, but it was built with just three street doors, each one of them opening into a guarded pedestrian lobby. I chose the southeast option, the main concourse entrance, the one nearest the Metro and the bus station, because it was the busiest and the most popular with civilian workers, and I wanted plenty of civilian workers around, preferably a whole long unending stream of them, for insurance purposes, mostly against getting shot on sight. Arrests go bad all the time, sometimes accidentally, sometimes on purpose, so I wanted witnesses. I wanted independent eyeballs on me, at least at the beginning. I remember the date, of course. It was Tuesday, the eleventh of March, 1997, and it was the last day I walked into that place as a legal employee of the people who built it. ...
submitted by Uncle Will on October 27, 2011, 8:38 am
Lee Child truly has found his nitch. He created the perfect modern day cowboy, Jack Reacher, former Military Police Major turned nomad. The only thing missing in these formulary mysteries is the quirky horse who has a penchant for imported oats, for Reacher to wander on, from town to town.
In this 16th installment, Reacher's long awaited back-story forms the plotline. Readers learn a little of why Reacher decides to leave the Army with only his toothbrush in his pocket and his heavy heart. The story begins back in Mississippi around 1997 when Reacher is ordered to go undercover to investigate a woman's death. A soldier is suspected. Unfortunately, this soldier has powerful friends and Reacher's investigation gets complicated.
Cowboy Jack forms an allegiance with the town's sheriff, but it is obvious from the start that Reacher will be mostly flying solo in order to close this case.
Dead body. Check. Belligerent townies. Check. Mysterious female counterpart. Check. Insurmountable odds stacking up against hero. Check. Brawls with outnumbering bullies. Check. Injustice served by money-grubbing power-hungry elitist. Check. In the end, after the dust settles, toothbrush still in pocket. Check.