The Essential Jack Reacher 10-Book Bundle: Persuader, The Enemy, One Shot, The Hard Way, Bad Luck and Trouble, Nothing to Lose, Gone Tomorrow, 61 Hours, Worth Dying For, The Affair (Jack Reacher)

The Essential Jack Reacher 10-Book Bundle: Persuader, The Enemy, One Shot, The Hard Way, Bad Luck and Trouble, Nothing to Lose, Gone Tomorrow, 61 Hours, Worth Dying For, The Affair (Jack Reacher)

Lee Child

Language: English

Pages: 3753

ISBN: 0078030285

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Titles included:
PERSUADER
THE ENEMY
ONE SHOT
THE HARD WAY
BAD LUCK AND TROUBLE
NOTHING TO LOSE
GONE TOMORROW
61 HOURS
WORTH DYING FOR
THE AFFAIR

The Reunion (Animorphs, Book 30)

Defiance

The Diversion (Animorphs, Book 49)

Nine's Legacy (Lorien Legacies: The Lost Files, Book 2)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

took his hand out of his pocket and unlocked the street door. “You have a key?” I said. He nodded. “I’ve always had a key.” Inside the street door was a cobbled alley that led through to the center courtyard. The concierge’s room was on the left. Beyond it was a small alcove with a small, slow elevator. We rode it up to the fifth floor. Stepped out into a high, wide hallway. It was dimly lit. It had dark decorative tiles on the floor. The right-hand apartment had tall oak double doors with a

played with the string on Monsieur Lamonnier’s box. “What’s that?” she said. “Something some old guy brought around. He said it’s something that should be found with my mother’s stuff.” “What’s in it?” “I don’t know.” “So open it.” I shoved it across the counterpane. “You open it.” I watched her small neat fingers work on the tight old knot. Her clear nail polish flashed in the light. She got the string off and lifted the lid. It was a shallow box made out of the kind of thick sturdy

sloppy from where it had been continually redone to beat the climate. There was a brass catch. It was an ancient thing. There was no modern security. I slipped the catch and pushed the window up. It caught on the thick paint. But it moved. I got it open about five inches and cold sea air blew in on me. I bent down and looked for alarm pads. There weren’t any. I heaved it all the way up and examined the whole of the frame. There was no sign of any security system at all. It was understandable. The

and Lane opened the inner door. Reached inside and pulled a chain. A light came on and showed a chamber maybe six feet by three. It was stacked with cube-shaped bales of something wrapped tight in heavy heat-shrunk plastic. Dust and foreign printing on the plastic. At first Reacher didn’t know what he was looking at. Then he realized: The printing was French, and it said Banque Centrale. Central Bank. Money. U.S. dollars, bricked and banded and stacked and wrapped. Some cubes were neat and

that day.” Neagley said nothing. “And the landlord at the strip mall saw the bad guys,” Reacher said. “Franz’s lock wasn’t broken. They didn’t take Franz’s key from him, because he didn’t have it in his pocket. Therefore they scammed one or bought one from the owner. Therefore the owner saw them. Therefore we need to find him tomorrow, along with everything else.” “Franz should have called me,” Neagley said. “I would have dropped everything.” “I wish he had called you,” Reacher said. “If you

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