Since my last read was heavy non-fiction, it was time for something a little less serious. A novel about yet another adventure of Jack Reacher was just the ticket. The story begins with Reacher nursing a broken nose thanks to a brawl, and trying to hitch a ride to Virginia. After an hour and a half, he finally manages to catch a ride with two men and a woman traveling his way. As you might suspect, the occupants of the car are not who they say they are, and Jack Reacher is off his next adventure.
Much of “A Wanted Man” takes place in cars, and most of the time those cars are being driven at neck-break speeds. But there are enough twists and turns to keep the storyline interesting. The final portion of the book was probably a bit more dragged out than necessary, but all in all, it was a good Reacher adventure.
For those unfamiliar with the character of Reacher, here is an excerpt from pages 201-202:
He [Reacher] was not what Sorenson had been expecting. Not exactly. He wasn’t a gorilla and he wasn’t like something out of a slasher movie. But she could see why he had been described that way.
He was huge, for a start. He was one of the largest men she had ever seen outside of the NFL. He was extremely tall, and extremely broad, and long-armed, and long-legged. The lawn chair was regular size, but it looked tiny under him. It was bent and crushed out of shape. His knuckles were nearly touching the ground. His neck was thick and his hands were the size of dinner plates. His clothes were creased and dirty. His hair was matted. His facial injury was awful. His nose was split and swollen and bruising had spread under his eyes.
A wild man. But not really. Underneath everything else he seemed strangely civilized. He had moved with a kind of considered grace, calm and contained. He had spoken the same way, thinking ahead whole paragraphs and essays in the split-second pauses between sentences. You won’t shoot because you don’t want to do the paperwork. Straight to the heart of the matter. Knowledgeable, and confident. His gaze was both wise and appealing, both friendly and bleak, both frank and utterly cynical. His focus was shifting fractionally in and out, is brows rising and falling a little, the shape of his mouth always changing, as if he were constantly thinking. as if there was a computer behind his eyes, running at full speed. (from pages 201-202)
The Jack Reacher books are all pretty unrealistic, but that suits me just fine when I’m looking for a break from reality.