He had fallen out of the ugly tree, and hit every branch.

LA has a fantastic car scene and because the climate is so gentle, cars can last forever.

It gives me some kind of chance to survive the night." "How are those better odds? If you come back with me, you're guaranteed to survive the night." "No," Reacher said. "If I come back with you, I'm guaranteed to die of shame.

I'd been a thriller reader all my life.

That should be your town motto. It's all I ever hear. Like: New Hampshire, Live Free or Die. It should be: Despair, You Need To Leave Now.

They found out about him in July and stayed angry all through August. They tried to kill him in September. It was way too soon. They weren't ready. The attempt was a failure. It could have been a disaster, but it was actually a miracle. Because nobody noticed.

No, I'm a man with a rule. People leave me alone, I leave them alone. If they don't, I don't.