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Book Review: Trip Wire

   Hey, everyone. The weekend approaches and if you feel the need to read, I'll make a suggestion. Try the Lee Child novel called Trip Wire. It's the third novel in the Jack Reacher series. Plain and simple, the book rocks. Here's the recipe.
    Jack Reacher is an ex-army dude. He had been a investigator for the U.S. Army and retired as a Major. He slows down a bit in his wandering life by staying in Key West for a few months. One day he learns there is a man searching around town for him. When the guy finds him, Reacher denies that he even knows of a Jack Reacher.  Jack is a guy who dodges commitments and entanglements. Then, later that night Jack finds the guy's dead body.
     This sudden demise leaves Jack to wonder what the guy had wanted so he sets out to find the gentleman's home. He trails the guy to New York City and begins turning over rocks that had  best been left covered up. He bumps into an old love interest. That's good but there are complications to everything. Jack accepts a job in which he is tasked with finding out if an elderly couple's son died in the war or was in reality a ruthless criminal. Jack finds himself up against a truly evil villain, a mystery that spans several decades and extends back to the Vietnam War days. The bad guy has a hook for a right hand and is one of the most ruthless characters that it has been my pleasure to hate.
    Jack Reacher makes for a bad adversary, himself. He is not bothered by qualms of conscious like other heroes. He is an expert marksman and skilled in hand-to-hand combat. He is bad to the bone. At 6 feet five inches tall and a solid 250 ponds he can kill you with a fountain pen and will joyfully take your wallet on the way out the door.
     Jack and his new girl friend trace a murderer all the way back to a helicopter crash in Vietnam and then become involved in the affairs of a CEO who is about to lose his company to 'Captain Hook'. Is the man with the hook really the long lost son of a sweet old couple who thinks their son was a hero? Or is he just another war criminal? Since this guy leaves no witnesses to his crimes, Jack and the lady are prime targets.
    The ending of this book is mega intense. There is a bit of a lull in the action during the middle of the yarn but you'll like it overall. I rate it as 5 stars out of 5. This book is a cut above the first two Jack Reacher novels, even though they were quite good in their own right.
    From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.
     P.S. I deliberately tried to avoid telling you so much of the plot that the surprises would be ruined for you.

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