Sometimes the real danger isn’t the road. It’s the people in the car.
Usually Reacher books are more action-packed, but I genuinely enjoyed this one. The novel opens with Reacher hitching a ride and ending up in a car with three strangers, and right from the start something felt off. No small talk, no casual chatter, not even a throwaway comment about the weather. Just three people who clearly weren’t who they were pretending to be. Reacher stayed true to form: Talk only when necessary and otherwise sit back and observe.
From the get-go, I was keeping my eye on the two men in the car. They were both too pushy for the situation. Reacher didn’t ask for aspirin… so why were they insisting Karen give him one? And later, when all the alphabet agencies got involved and Reacher was taken to some sort of holding center/safe house, I thought, "Oh, come ON!" Reacher can take care of himself, thank you very much.
The most satisfying part of the book was watching him peel back the layers to figure out what was really going on, who all the players were, and then, of course, mete out justice Reacher-style.
