A tour bus crashes in a savage snowstorm and lands Jack Reacher in the middle of a deadly confrontation. In nearby Bolton, South Dakota, one brave woman is standing up for justice in a small town threatened by sinister forces. If she’s going to live long enough to testify, she’ll need help. Because a killer is coming to Bolton, a coldly proficient assassin who never misses.
Reacher’s original plan was to keep on moving. But the next 61 hours will change everything. The secrets are deadlier and his enemies are stronger than he could have guessed – but so is the woman whose life he’ll risk his own to save.
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When the first decent person, a cop called Andrew Peterson, dies, I decid I don’t like this book and I don’t have any desire to finish it. When the second decent person, the “one brave woman", dies later, I hate myself for not put away the book soon enough.
“After an unspeakable tragedy in Boston, Ava Collette flees to a remore village in Maine, where she rents an old house named Brodie’s Watch.
In thatt isolated seaside mansion, Ava finally feels at peace … until she glimpses the long-dead sea captain who still resides there.
Rumor has it that Captain Jeremiah Brodie has haunted the house for more than a century. One night, Ava confronts the apparition, who feels all too real, and who welcomes her into his world – and into his arms. Even as Ava questions her own sanity, she eagerly looks forward to the captain’s ghostly visits. But she soon learns that the house she loves comes with a terrible secret, a secret that those in the village don’t want to reveal: Every woman who has ever lived in Brodie’s Watch has also died there. Is the ghost of Captain Brodie responsible, or is a flesh-and-blood killer at work? A killer who is even now circling closer to Ava?
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This book, too sad, turns out to be an another disappointment of Gerritsen’s books, after the latest book of the Rizzoli & Isles series, I Know A Secret.
While reading this book, I kept thinking maybe I should just give up finishing it, since I really don’t like the main character, Ava something. And I so detested the ghost of the captain. I hate any books with main characters dealing with drinking problems. Like Harry Hole in Jo Nesbo’s books; Rachel Watson in The Girl on the Train; and now this, Ava something. I hate to read all the craps about why they ended up drinking so much; how hard they, if they really did, had tried to quit, and all sorts of excuses they found for themselves.
The only and one thing I like in the book was when Ava something tried her recipes in the fabulous kitchen. I always think it really wonderful when you can take your time to do things you like in a comfortable place.
“Bernie Rhodenbarr is a personable chap, a good neighbor, a passable poker player. His chosen profession, however, might not sit well with some. Bernie is a burglar, a good one, effortlessly lifting valuables from the not-so-well-protected abodes of well-to-do New Yorkers like a modern-day Robin Hood. (The poor, as Bernie would be the first to tell you, alas, have nothing worth stealing.)
He’s not perfect, however; he occasionally makes mistakes. Like accepting a paid assignment from a total stranger to retrieve a particular item from a rich man’s apartment. Like still being there when the cops arrive. Like having a freshly slain corpse lying in the next room, and no proof that Bernie isn’t the killer.
Now he’s really got his hands full, having to locate the true perpetrator while somehow eluding the police – a dirty job indeed, but if Bernie doesn’t do it, who will?"
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“Fifty thousand – oh, the money. What happens to the money now?" (Ellie)
“That’s a good question. It belongs to Michael Debus, I think, but how is he going to come around and claim it? I can’t see anybody letting Loren keep it, and I don’t think Ray’ll be able to grab it all for himself. I wish there was a way I could cut myself in for a piece of it. Not out of greed but just so that I could wind up close to even. The whole business is costing me a fortune, you know. I got a thousand dollars in front and gave it to Ray. Then Debus’s men did a few damage to my apartment and its contents, and finally my five grand case money went to Ray so that I could clear myself. It all adds up to a hell of a depressing balance sheet." (Bernie)
“Can you get part of the fifty thousand?"
“Not a chance. Cops don’t give money to crooks. I’m the one person in the world who won’t get a sniff of the fifty thou. I’ll have to go steal some money in a hurry, though. I’m as broke as I’ve ever been."
–> So hilarious!! Hahaha. No wonder New York Times Book Review said, “Bernie is one wry guy and some piece of work."
I certainly will read more of the Bernie Rhodenbarr series if I ever come across any of them.
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