The Jack Reacher Experiment Series by Jude Hardin (#3-5)
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Overview: Jude Hardin has worked as a fence installer, pizza delivery man, convenience store clerk, freelance journalist, film extra, professional drummer, bartender, avionics technician, carpet cleaner, chemical plant supervisor, substitute teacher, and registered nurse. His varied vocations have given him a wealth of experiences for his true passion — writing novels.
Jude graduated from the University of Louisville in 1983 with an English degree, and currently lives and works in northeast Florida. When he’s not pounding away at the computer keyboard, Jude can be found pounding away on his drums, playing tennis, reading, or down at the pond fishing with his son.
Genre: Science Fiction
Rock Wahlman: Forty-one years old, United States Navy Master at Arms, E-8, retired.
DOB 14 October 2057.
Grew up in an orphanage, recently discovered that he is the product of a human cloning experiment, an exact genetic duplicate of a former army officer named Jack Reacher.
Now someone wants all evidence of the experiment to be erased, which means that someone wants Wahlman to be erased. He’s on the run, desperate to survive, desperate to learn the truth about why all this is happening…
3/ No Escape
Rock Wahlman was digging a post hole twenty miles east of downtown Seattle, and he was thinking about telling Kasey everything.
He’d been thinking about it for a few weeks. Kasey was the kind of woman you couldn’t get off your mind, even if you tried. And Wahlman hadn’t tried. He liked having her on his mind.
Maybe it was unwise to trust her. After all, he’d only known her for a short time, and he hadn’t even talked to her since the day he left Barstow. And maybe she didn’t even feel the same way. Maybe she hadn’t fallen for him the way he had for her.
But maybe she had.
He needed to know.
4/ Kill Shot
Bees buzzing, flowers blooming, not a cloud in the sky.
It was a fine day for a man to hire an assassin.
Colonel Dorland took his coffee and his cell phone out to the deck. He was working from home today. Or, more precisely, from the personal quarters the United States Army had assigned him to, a one-room cabin on the edge of a cliff, somewhere between Mont Eagle, Tennessee and the middle of nowhere.
5/ .357 Sunset
What kind of idiot tries to steal a piano?
A baby grand.
Wide as a car.
Rock Wahlman stood there in the ankle-deep water, trying to wrap his head around the absurdity of such a thing. He’d been walking along the alley that ran parallel to Sunset Road, minding his own business, heading two blocks west toward the main thoroughfare, taking a shortcut to a place he’d been told was a good place to get something to eat, when he’d heard a trickling sound and had turned his head enough to notice that a set of French doors on the back of one of the houses was standing wide open.
When he’d walked up to the doors and peeked in, it was immediately obvious that water was leaking into the house from somewhere, and when he’d stepped inside and started looking around, it was immediately obvious that a wall had been partially demolished with a sledgehammer, and that a copper pipe had been severely damaged in the process.
No furniture in the house, other than the piano.
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