I am fascinated with genetics and DNA manipulation, and enjoy learning about it. And that's what is so great about Blake Crouch; he teaches you a ton of cool stuff in the setting of a hard-to-put-down thriller. I think differently after having read this book, and how often do you say that?
Even though I finished this book several months ago, I can still feel the characters in my viscera. William Kent Kreuger does a spectacular job of creating characters who live, breath, bleed and die.
In 1958, a small Minnesota town is rocked by the murder of its most powerful citizen, pouring fresh fuel on old grievances in this dazzling standalone novel from the New York Times bestselling author of the "expansive, atmospheric American saga" (Entertainment Weekly) This Tender Land.
On Memorial Day, as the people of Jewel, Minnesota gather to remember and honor the sacrifice of so many sons in the wars of the past, the half-clothed body of wealthy landowner Jimmy Quinn is found floating in the Alabaster River, dead from a shotgun blast. Investigation of the murder falls to Sheriff Brody Dern,β¦
A woman once asked me what book character I would most like to be. I answered "Jack Reacher" without giving it a second's thought. When she asked me why, I responded, "You haven't read a Jack Reacher book, have you?" She shook her head. "How did you know?" "Because it you had, you wouldn't have asked me why."
"Ballsy, dynamic and not for the faint-hearted." (Daily Mail)
Never forgive, never forget.
Jack Reacher lives for the moment. Without a home. Without commitment. But he has a burning desire to right wrongs - and rewrite his own agonizing past.
Never apologize. Never explain.
When Reacher witnesses a brutal kidnap attempt, he takes the law into his own hands. But a cop dies. Has Reacher lost his sense of right and wrong?
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Although the Jack Reacher novels can be read in any order, Persuader is seventh in the series.
And be sure not to miss Reacher's newest adventure, no.27,β¦
Thirty years ago, back in my days as a resident physician, I delivered a woman who was a stripper at a local club. The delivery went well, despite the fact that she had been addicted to OxyContin. When I went back a few hours later to check on the patient and her baby daughter, I found out they had walked out of the hospital. I never saw either of them again. The Woman From Death Row is the book I wrote after thinking about what happened to them for more than thirty years.
I still wonder where they are and how they are doing, and I wish them well.