I'm on a Lee Child jag at the moment. Comes of finding a small stack of his books in a charity book shop in Canterbury for £2.50 a go.
This wasn't one of them, but is, in fact, his most recent paperback release.
Terrorist cells, unlikely escapes, and all the clever Child plotting that you could hope for. As ever, heads roll and women succumb.
I read this on holiday, and I'll read it again before the year is out; like a great movie that you have to watch twice to get all the clues, the you are forced to read the Reacher novels at such a pace that it is inevitable that you miss something first time and, believe, me, you never want to go back a page in a Reacher novel while the whole thing is still rolling out in front of you.
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