Jack Reacher 3 Novels & Stories

It'll be too late until he reaches there. His heart stuttered. Was she going on a death mission? No! She couldn't fight alone against Alonso. No! No! No! Hunter was already running out of the mansion as he mind-linked Rasmus, Luca, and his warriors.

"Do you know it?" "No," he said. "But I know someone who might. The person they sent three years ago to take from my community. He was not a hunter. He was a coordinator. He escaped when we fought them off but I memorized everything about him. His face. The sigil on his equipment. The specific frequency of the communication device he was carrying when he dropped it." A pause. "Eliana has been running that frequency for three years hoping it would activate again." The war room was completely still.

Soheila raised her hand and lifted the 'Jacks' to the air. Watching three important figures of the Eudoxsus Clan made them tremble and fear Soheila. Jackarie is a Cyan Rank Advance level, Jackie is at Green Rank Peak level close to Blue Rank Novice Level, and Jack is a Green Rank Peak level as well. Yet, Soheila could lift them at the same time without bathing an air. She looks so calm and relaxed when she lifted them. They were no struggling emotion on her face.

says Alex as he walks to the front door to open it. "Hey bro! Welcome back," says Alex en as he greets his friend who just got back from LA, Jack. "Hey little bro," says Liam as he walks to the living room followed by Nate. "Man, what a trip," says Jack as he places his bags down and streches his arms out. "Well you look like you could use a glass of water," says Alex with a smirk as he knew that Jack would be really happy to see Rachel. Jack forms a small smile. "Where is she?"

The Bastion's heart still thrums in my chest, its golden pulse now syncopated, erratic, as if panicked. Ravel kicks a rock at the structure's base. It disintegrates mid-air. "Phase three," she mutters. "Because phases one and two weren't bad enough." The survivors huddle behind us, their faces gaunt. **Mira** clutches a makeshift med-kit, her hands stained with phosphorescent blood from the wounded. **Jax**, a former engineer turned paranoid survivalist, paces with a drone's severed limb as a weapon. "We need to leave. Now. Before it... does whatever it's gonna do."

Thorian's POV I scanned the pack grounds, looking for the perfect person to approach. My eyes landed on two men standing off to the side, talking quietly. One of them stood out — a tall, lanky guy with a friendly face. I strolled over casually, trying to appear relaxed. “Hey there, mind if I join you?” I asked, flashing a friendly smile. The talkative one, whose name was Finn, gave me a nod. “Not at all! We were just talking about our last hunting trip. You’re new around here, right?”

He had messed with the wrong person. Jade huffed victoriously and reached into her bag. She pulled out a sticker which she stuck to his head and then her phone. She removed the tracker on his sleeve and took a picture of his ID card and then of him. Sending the first picture to a contact saved as Lewis on her phone, she instructed that he dug up every dirt on him and sent it to her in less than thirty minutes.

The Betas and fighters stayed in our pack with reinforcements from Alpha Trevor and Beta Mike in case an ambush would erupt. Nix has been having those darkened eyes from time to time whenever he senses something dubious from afar or a rustling sound within the forest. It’s always like this whenever we travel. And I am starting to regret taking the kids on our long day of running. However, Garox and Etheal kept mindlinking me and Nix that they are enthralled to be part of this year’s Sumoon. “We are close,” Alpha Kalil mindlinked us and I felt a thorn finally pulled out of my heart.

Three Years Later😎😎 Ikhlas POV. I worm my way through the mass of bodies congregating at the exit of Murtala Muhammed Airport, Lagos Nigeria. Sighing in frustration, I took a taxi to the car park and boarded a car to Ibadan. Yes! Yes! It's actually what you are thinking, am now a certified nuclear medicine specialist. Can't wait to get home. I missed everyone. Face timing, Audio calls and voice notes just aren't enough. I needed to feed my eyes, ears, heart and still physically feel them.

“Give me something useful” “There is a storage facility just off of route three seventy six, I forget the name. But it’s the only one with drive up service and brown doors. The unit number is her birthday so you can’t miss it. Everything you need to know to find her is in there”, he says. As I get up to leave he says, “and Jonny, bring a lock cutter and hurry your ass up! I’ve known Tray since he was in kindergarten, and he is a vengeful prick. Who knows what he’d do to the one who got away according to him, if given enough time alone with her”!