I znowu Jack Reacher w akcji. Tym razem zostawia za sobą więcej trupów niż zazwyczaj- z tego co pamiętam poprzednie części. Nie pamiętam tylko do kogo się wybiera- do jakiejś kobiety... ale kto to był? coś było w poprzednich książkach o tym? W każdym bądź razie- w zakończeniu książki nadal jest w trasie. Więc pewnie w następnej części się okaże :)
Reacher checked the window. There were four tires in total, big knobbly off-road things, all of them on a Ford pick-up truck. The truck had a jacked suspension and lights on a roof bar and a snorkel air intake and a winch on the front. There were two large shapes in the gloom inside. The shapes had thick necks and huge shoulders. The truck nosed slowly down the row of cabins and stopped twenty feet behind the parked Subaru. The headlights stayed on. The engine idled. The doors opened. Two guys climbed out.
They both looked like Brett, only bigger. Late twenties, easily six-six or six-seven, probably close to three hundred pounds each, big waists made tiny by huge chests and arms and shoulders. They had cropped hair and small eyes and fleshy faces. They were the kind of guys who ate two dinners and were still hungry afterward. They were wearing red Cornhuskers football jackets made gray by the blue light from the cabin’s eaves.
The doctor’s wife joined Reacher at the window.
"Sweet Jesus," she said.
Reacher said nothing.
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