As usual, wanderer Jack Reacher can’t help standing up for the downtrodden and the underdogs. Approaching an unnamed medium sized American city, Reacher notices an enticing envelope protruding from a dozing old man’s pocket and the interest taken by a fellow passenger on the Greyhound bus on which they are all travelling.
Thanks to his intervention, a mugger fails to mug, but Reacher can’t help but observe the old man’s troubles are much worse that he tries to let on. Reacher gets involved in the warfare of rival gangs; the Albanians and the Ukrainians have the city evenly shared, east or west of the main street.
So far, so good, as a setting for a Reacher backdrop. For the undiscerning reader, no doubt an easy no-quit thriller, and with a few sighs of disappointment, I enjoyed it in a three-star kind of way.
Earlier Reachers, even as recent as THE MIDNIGHT LINE, were undoubtedly five start stuff which, along with millions of other crime fiction/thriller readers, I loved. However, never were there so many accurately gunned-down bodies of inaccurate gunmen, ever. Half pile up in the west, and fifty percent trickle their blood into the sewers of the east. They’ve been Reached. Oh, sorry, is that a spoiler? Abby, the waitress, his by-the-way gun-toting side-kick and lover, is less than believable.
Admittedly, Reacher is aging just a little and the persona compensates satisfactorily. But the characterization of the cast of other folks is rather lacking and shallower than earlier offerings in this thus far highly successful series.
Thank you, Penguin Random House South Africa for this ARC.