Jack Reacher somehow yet again finds himself in a situation where he needs to mete out justice – and this all started with a cup of coffee. Sitting at a street café for the second day in a row, he witnesses what turns out to have been part of a kidnapping/ransom situation. He ends up working for the man whose wife has been taken – only things are not as they seem. Of course they’re not.
I love Reacher, I love these books. They are ridiculous and wonderful, violent and sexy and such a quick and entertaining read. They also never really sink in – as I got to the end of this book, I realised that I had read it before. It didn’t matter. It was ace.