Best Jack Reacher Novels & Stories

He obviously loved thrillers as most of the books were made up with novels by Ian Fleming, Desmond Bagley, Hammond Innes, Ian Rankin, Michael Robotham and Alistair MacLean. My mobile sounded and I moved out on to the landing. Caller ID: Kimberley. “Hello, darling,” I said into the phone. “I need a drink,” she explained. “Bad morning?” “Ever since that break-in you investigated, Bio-Preparations insist on having an audit every month,” she said breathlessly. “Why have they got to have it on a bloody Saturday?” “You poor thing,” I said soothingly, feeling partially responsible. “So how about the Waggoner’s Rest?” She persisted. “I’ve just arrived back at the quay.”

The thrum of bass from the club below, the faint laughter of patrons carried through the floorboards, all of it felt like background noise to the pressure building in the room. Then Jaxon pulled his phone from his pocket, dialed a number, and spoke into it without breaking eye contact with her. “Get me Lasker. Now.” A pause. “This is not a request.” He ended the call, sliding the phone back into his pocket. His jaw clenched, then he dragged his hand through his hair, pacing once behind the desk before stilling. “He’s the best investigator I have on payroll. Discreet, brutal when necessary. He’ll get me the truth faster than any official channel would dare.”

kata Abraham. Setelah berbincang sebentar, seorang pelayan datang menghampiri mereka dan menyodorkan sebuah daftar menu. Janu membolak-baliknya dan memilih segelas Espresso juga sepotong cheese cake untuk menemaninya malam ini. "Gimana kerjaan, lancar?" tanya Abraham. "Lancar aja, sih. Gue masih adaptasi," jawab Janu. "Lu jangan kaku banget. Nyantai dikitlah. Perawat itu dikasih senyum. Jangan cool bener."

She said to Sam immediately he took the call, The older man took the phone to his subordinate, "Jacklyn wants to speak to you." He informed him and handed the phone to the man. "Ted." Jacklyn called, "Are you alone?" She asked him, "No, Marshal Bates is with me." He whispered to her, so quietly the other man didn't know what he was saying. "I want you to run a check on an old case for me." She told the man, "I copy." Ted only said, "Garrett Fowler.

Jay Buster is really skillful with the guns and according to Jake,he is as swift as a moving bullet when it comes to shooting. Billy,Billy Rorschach,the one with the connections as regards housing and locations. His agency covered almost 95% of housing in Bronx city. He knows every hiding spot and every resident in the city. If you need a safe hideout,Billy is the number one person who could help out. In fact,all of them are all dangerous. Anna is Jake’s P.A and the informant. The pretty,tall brunette with a model-like figure. She gets all the informations and she’s very loyal to him.

"Yes, ma'am, you can. I’m Detective Cliffer from the Central City Precinct. I’m here investigating the shocking death of Gracious Auckan, better known to some as 'Mama G'." Jessica’s eyes flickered for a split second—a tiny tell that Cliffer didn't miss—but she quickly recovered. "And what does that have to do with me? I don't associate with people of that... caliber." "One of our leads led us straight to you," Cliffer replied, his voice hardening. "Led you to me?" Jessica scoffed, a harsh, dry sound. "Sir, I am not interested in any of this. If you want to talk to me, please come back with a warrant. I don't have time for this nonsense."

So, instead, I got in touch with an old friend who used to race: Jack Abbott. Jack retired racing and being NYPD a handful of years ago, but he’s someone I know can trust. He knows the ins and outs of laws, and because he isn’t on the state’s radar, he can get in more backdoors. I meet up with him at his home office. He shakes his head after I give him a quick rundown of not just Evelyn and my situation, but also about why home isn’t a place we can’t be. “God, Sebastian, you’re really in it, aren’t you?” Jack comments, running his hand through the very thin, greying hair. The man’s only in his late forties. But I know all that time on the force has aged him.

It was odd to think after five years, one more trip south of the border to sign the last contract and hand her keys over and that was it, her life in England, her life as a member of Lunar Meadows would be over as soon, she would be a fully fledged Reiver. Harris was livid, he still hadn’t had any information on Paulie’s killers, he kicked and punched the door of his small apartment until it fell off its hinges. Fuck’s sake, what more did he have to do? He needed to get a move on, the police were already started to sniff around his business dealings, the sooner he found the murderers, dissolved his business and disappeared the better. He had no choice, he upped the reward to £300,000 and sen

Deep down I knew it couldn't be him but there was also this small part of me that screamed it could be Jack. What if Aaron was right about Jack being a master manipulator? If that was indeed true, then Jack was a good actor. A charming man, playing his cards right, a psychopath who knew how to get people to do what he wanted while maintaining an innocent facade, but inside he would be laughing at us for being too foolish to be blind to the real him. I switched on the little ancient television propped on the table. A few minutes later, I heard the shower go off and Jack walked out of the steaming bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Our contacts inside the police department say Adeline is still their main suspect. Officially, nothing has changed. But Jackson and his private investigation isn't limited by police rules." I nodded slowly. "That's the problem." Jackson had always been different from ordinary investigators. Most people stopped searching once they found an answer that looked good enough. Jackson never did. He kept digging until every question had been answered, even the ones nobody else thought mattered. I stood and walked toward the window. "He's stubborn." Victor said nothing. "He always has been." I turned back around. "Which means he'll notice things everyone else ignored if he channels that stubbornness