3.5★
“Extreme violence, awesome force. Whoever did that, I wouldn’t want him to get mad at me, that’s for damn sure.’”
The “whoever” here was Jack Reacher, and that pretty much sums up the tone of this long ‘adventure’. I’ve read a couple of Child’s Jack Reacher novellas and short stories, but this is the first full-length novel. It's #2 in the series, although they can be read in any order.
Plenty of action, some of it suspend-disbelief-worthy, I have to say, a little bit of character background, mostly Reacher’s, and more lessons than I cared for in weaponry and which handgun suits which kind of hand and which rifle shoots how far or obliterates how much.
Reacher stops to help a young woman with her dry cleaning while she’s limping along with a crutch when he’s caught up in her kidnapping by a trio of not-very-nice fellas with a van. He’s got no idea what’s happening, but being more than a pretty face, he quickly figures out all kinds of things about her, her identity, and about the men.
She doesn’t seem quite as surprised as she should, and the men seem a little amateurish. It’s a long haul across country for them all, with no indication of which way they’re going or why, or what their final destination is. Meanwhile, we learn a bit about Reacher’s background and his powers of deduction.
Raised in a military family and serving for several years himself, he has a soldier’s instincts and bearing. And quite a bearing it is, too. 6’5”, 220 lbs, solid muscle and quick reflexes. Well-trained, experienced, with lots of service medals as well. But he missed out on a lot. He’s always been able to figure out where he is and what’s going on, but back “home”, he’s at a loss.
“. . . he’d lived and served all over the world most of his life. Outside the United States. It had left him knowing his own country about as well as the average seven-year-old knows it. So he couldn’t decode the subtle rhythms and feel and smells of America as well as he wanted to.”
For him, he might as well be in a foreign country. But with weapons, he really is right at home, and I did feel as if the author could have left a lot of the information in an appendix rather than fill so many pages with it.
Something he does know, is what time it is wherever he is.
“. . . he knew what time it was to within about twenty seconds. It was an old skill, born of many long wakeful nights on active service. When you’re waiting for something to happen, you close your body down like a beach house in winter and you let your mind lock on to the steady pace of the passing seconds. It’s like suspended animation. It saves energy and it lifts the responsibility for your heartbeat away from your unconscious brain and passes it on to some kind of a hidden clock.”
Handy. As for his other skills, I’d sure like to see someone actually do this trick. And then pick a lock.
“Reacher nodded and finished his coffee. Sucked the fork from the stew clean. Bent one of the prongs right out and put a little kink into the end with pressure from his thumbnail. It made a little hook.”
Ok, I suspended disbelief and read on, but really, it was too long and too grisly for me. I quite like Child’s short, choppy style of writing action sequences, while some of his descriptions can get almost poetic. There’s a lot of blood and guts and torture, which will appeal to a lot of readers. I just like a good story with interesting characters – I don’t want to see the horrific brutality, thanks.
This is told in the third person, which is necessary, as there are times when Reacher isn’t with the kidnap victim, and we need to know what’s happening with her.
I’ll no doubt read some more of the series, but I think I’d better let the blood dry first. The good thing about a series is that you know he lives to fight another day. (No guarantees about anybody else, of course).