Novel & Cerita Jack Reacher Killing Floor

The ground around him was littered with the still forms of the ones he’d already dispatched. Jake arrived from the other direction a moment later, his own breathing heavy from running the distraction. He skidded to a halt beside Ethel, his eyes widening as he took in the scene. The last walker, a tall, emaciated figure in coveralls, lunged at Levi. Levi didn’t retreat. He met the lunge, ducking under its arms and driving the pointed end of the tire iron straight up through its palate with a brutal, upward thrust. The thing convulsed and went limp, sliding off the iron with a wet slurp.

"Attack! Cripple him! Whoever kills him will get a reward of one hundred million!" Those words were like gasoline poured onto the flames of greed. The eyes of seven or eight thugs lit up instantly. Machetes were raised, and steel pipes were gripped tightly. "Kill him!" They charged at the same time. TAP! TAP! TAP! Heavy footsteps echoed across the concrete floor. Still tied to the chair, Keira watched while holding her breath. Tears still streaked her cheeks. Her heart pounded violently. Arka moved with astonishing agility, his speed exploding like a phantom.

Jax asked even though he had a hint of what was coming next. “We get rid of her. Kill her off. If she isn’t of any use we cast them away but if she has become a nuisance then we wipe them off the face of earth,” he said repeating their motto that they lived by. “Yes, I’ll send someone to get rid of her,” Jax said, ready to leave when suddenly Alastor was struck by an idea. “No, wait.” His evil brain was churning at a thought that would make the death a lot more painful for the ex-assassin.

His features were unrecognizable. Something inside me snapped, and I began wailing uncontrollably. Esther walked over and tried to comfort me. "Eve, is he really Leo? Aww. Don't be too sad. The dead can't come back to life–" I pushed her away and lunged forward before grabbing her by the collar. "You killed him!" She fell to the ground and looked aggrieved. "Eve! I told you it wasn't on purpose! What are you doing?" "Not on purpose? Why didn't you say that when you stopped me from calling emergency services?"

Dying on the floor of the facility he built. Taking the final kill code with him.

After giving everything to the police they needed and the body was taken away, they left the house, knowing they’d never come back. The three got back to their clearing, Michael appeared in shock as Alissa and Luca gently guided him to the house. Alissa went to find the others to explain what happened while Luca supported Michael to get to a shower and a change of clothes. Alissa found Jack cradling Peta in the games room. “He’s so cute!” Jack exclaimed quietly as he bounced the blanketed bundle. Alissa chuckled humourlessly, “Kimberly’s been killed,” she mumbled. Jack looked up in shock. “I found her, she’s been stabbed.” “What do you mean?”

“How are June and the kids?” “June’s great, the kids are terrorists,” he said and I laughed. “I worry about you, Jericho.” “I’m fine.” Jack nodded and then made his way to the barn where his men would dismember the bodies and transport them away. I went into the laundry room and got a bucket and cleaning supplies. I went down to the basement first and started cleaning the floor where I had killed Andrew and the other man, washing away their blood. There could be nothing to see when Charlotte woke up.

Crack! Before he could finish his sentence, Jate Woods stepped on Jan Bobber and he died on the spot. There was nothing Jate Woods didn't dare to do. Scar was still sprawled on the ground. His four limbs were broken and he was still spewing blood from his mouth. He shuddered as he watched Jate Woods literally kill Jan Bobber by stepping on him. He wanted to get up, but he couldn't move at all. He opened his mouth, but more blood flowed out instead.

Sasha walked into her apartment, her body still trembling from what had happened at the café. She could still feel the weight of the gun in her hand, the sound of the shot ringing in her ears as Jack collapsed to the ground. His last words haunted her "Is Ethan worth killing me over?", repeating over and over in her mind. She had killed Jack—her friend, her brother.

Rebecca said as she gasped for air. “TIMES UP BECCA.!!” The floor manager yelled from the door. Before Rebecca had the chance to yell, Allegra sat up and twisted her neck, killing her. The floor manager walked in and his eyes widened at the sight. I grabbed the knife from Rebecca’s hand and threw it, hitting its target right between his eyes. I smirked, he may not be the first one to die, but I felt a surge of satisfaction killing him for ending my time with Allegra.