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Book Review: Killing Floor(Jack Reacher #1)

    Hey, everyone. I just finished a novel by Lee Child called Killing Floor. It is the first novel in the Jack Reacher series. Mr. Child just became the sixth author to sell over a million e-books. Pretty awesome milestone, when you think about it.
    The milestone is well deserved. I would list this particular book as 4 stars out of 5. I have bought several more books in the series already. Here's the recipe.
    Jack Reacher is an ex-army guy who just wants to live free and 'stay off the grid'. He has no car, no credit cards and just rambles around the good ole USA. This is cool until he drops into a little town in Georgia and gets blamed for a guy's murder. Then he gets sent up to the closest prison for the weekend until things can be sorted out for his indictment or release. That's bad enough, but while incarcerated he is almost murdered and it appears that a guard set it up at the behest of the local Sheriff. So, conspiracy is rampant and you know how I love conspiracies.
     Jack Reacher is a hero that I wish I had created. My character, Centaur, could probably take him but since he is my imaginary friend, I guess we will never know. Jack leaves a trail of bodies as he tries to save a hapless banker and his family, an attractive lady cop and himself. But when the bad guys own the whole town and have their fingers in international pies, it's hard to tell the good guys from the bad. On top of everything else, Jack feels impelled to avenge his estranged brother.
     Coincidentally, I saw an article on Pulse this morning that mentioned that Tom Cruise is in talks to play the role of Jack Reacher in an upcoming movie called One Shot. In the books, Jack is 6 ft. 5 inches tall so the vertically challenged Cruise doesn't seem a nice fit. But the truth is, Tom Cruise is a terrific actor and can probably carry any role he wants to. Plus, any guy that can date the women that Tom has, certainly is worthy of our respect. If you want to read the article it's on Moviefone. There's a link to the site on your right.
    This is the first book in the series and should be read first, I suppose. It gives the origin of the character. I think you could read any of them as a stand alone, but why start in the middle? Now I'm on to the sequel which is called Die Trying. If you're an action guy, you'll like this guy.
    From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.
P.S. The picture has no bearing on this article. I just like it.

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