I was fired from my television job, simple as that. Well, downsized, really, a classic 1990s situation.

Reacher said, "So here's the thing Brett. Either you take your hand off my chest, or I'll take it off your wrist.

For me the end of a book is just as exciting as it is for a reader.

People who wear glasses, without them they always look unfocused, vulnerable. Out in the open. A layer removed.

I grew up in Birmingham, where they made useful things and made them well.

He picked up the wrench and broke the guy’s wrist with it, one, and then the other wrist, two, and turned back and did the same to the guy who had held the hammer, three, four. The two men were somebody’s weapons, consciously deployed, and no soldier left an enemy’s abandoned ordnance on the field in working order. The doctor’s wife was watching from the cabin door, all kinds of terror in her face. "What?" Reacher asked her.

I'm not a vagrant... I'm a hobo. Big difference.