This installment in Lee Child's "Jack Reacher" series precedes the one I just read and wrote about, 61 Hours, and so I grabbed it off the sale table in Borders while in San Diego. Reacher's old anti-terrorism training kicks in while riding the subway in New York in the wee hours of the morning. A woman is clutching a bag, mumbling to herself and wearing a large down jacket even though it is the height of summer. She meets all the criteria for a suicide bomber. Unsure what to do, Reacher approaches and tries to talk to her, tells her he's a cop, and she pulls out--not a detonator switch but a loaded gun with which she proceeds to shoot herself. In the ensuing investigation, a lot of people--including federal types and some private muscle--want to rule the whole thing a suicide and most especially want Reacher to walk away. But too many anomalies are bugging Reacher about this case and he keeps digging, getting in way over his head with international terrorists and federal agents all trying to silence him. He uses astute deduction to track down the major players, and all his military training to try and stay alive. I wouldn't hesitate to recommend these books as well written with good character and setting development and plots that will keep you guessing til the very end.
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