Reacher: Killing Floor (Movie Tie-In)
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THE FIRST NOVEL IN LEE CHILD'S #1 NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLING JACK REACHER SERIES NOW AN ORIGINAL SERIES ON PRIME VIDEO!
From its jolting opening scene to its fiery final confrontation, Killing Floor is irresistible. People
Ex-military...
From its jolting opening scene to its fiery final confrontation, Killing Floor is irresistible. People
Ex-military...
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THE FIRST NOVEL IN LEE CHILD'S #1 NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLING JACK REACHER SERIES NOW AN ORIGINAL SERIES ON PRIME VIDEO!From its jolting opening scene to its fiery final confrontation, Killing Floor is irresistible. People
Ex-military policeman Jack Reacher is a drifter. He s just passing through Margrave, Georgia, and in less than an hour, he s arrested for murder. Not much of a welcome. All Reacher knows is that he didn t kill anybody. At least not here. Not lately. But he doesn t stand a chance of convincing anyone. Not in Margrave, Georgia. Not a chance in hell.
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1I WAS ARRESTED in Eno's diner. At twelve o'clock. I was eating eggs and drinking coffee. A late breakfast, not lunch. I was wet and tired after a long walk in heavy rain. All the way from the highway to the edge of town.
The diner was small, but bright and clean. Brand-new, built to resemble a converted railroad car. Narrow, with a long lunch counter on one side and a kitchen bumped out back. Booths lining the opposite wall. A doorway where the center booth would be.
I was in a booth, at a window, reading somebody's abandoned newspaper about the campaign for a president I didn't vote for last time and wasn't going to vote for this time. Outside, the rain had stopped but the glass was still pebbled with bright drops. I saw the police cruisers pull into the gravel lot. They were moving fast and crunched to a stop. Light bars flashing and popping. Red and blue light in the raindrops on my window. Doors burst open, policemen jumped out. Two from each car, weapons ready. Two revolvers, two shotguns. This was heavy stuff. One revolver and one shotgun ran to the back. One of each rushed the door.
I just sat and watched them. I knew who was in the diner. A cook in back. Two waitresses. Two old men. And me. This operation was for me. I had been in town less than a half hour. The other five had probably been here all their lives. Any problem with any of them and an embarrassed sergeant would have shuffled in. He would be apologetic. He would mumble to them. He would ask them to come down to the station house. So the heavy weapons and the rush weren't for any of them. They were for me. I crammed egg into my mouth and trapped a five under the plate. Folded the abandoned newspaper into a square and shoved it into my coat pocket. Kept my hands above the table and drained my cup.
The guy with the revolver stayed at the door. He went into a crouch and
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pointed the weapon two-handed. At my head. The guy with the shotgun approached close. These were fit, lean boys. Neat and tidy. Textbook moves. The revolver at the door could cover the room with a degree of accuracy. The shotgun up close could splatter me all over the window. The other way around would be a mistake. The revolver could miss in a close-quarters struggle and a long-range shotgun blast from the door would kill the arresting officer and the old guy in the rear booth as well as me. So far, they were doing it right. No doubt about that. They had the advantage. No doubt about that, either. The tight booth trapped me. I was too hemmed in to do much. I spread my hands on the table. The officer with the shotgun came near.
"Freeze! Police!" he screamed.
He was screaming as loud as he could. Blowing off his tension and trying to scare me. Textbook moves. Plenty of sound and fury to soften the target. I raised my hands. The guy with the revolver started in from the door. The guy with the shotgun came closer. Too close. Their first error. If I had to, I might have lunged for the shotgun barrel and forced it up. A blast into the ceiling perhaps and an elbow into the policeman's face and the shotgun could have been mine. The guy with the revolver had narrowed his angle and couldn't risk hitting his partner. It could have ended badly for them. But I just sat there, hands raised. The guy with the shotgun was still screaming and jumping.
"Out here on the floor!" he yelled.
I slid slowly out of the booth and extended my wrists to the officer with the revolver. I wasn't going to lie on the floor. Not for these country boys. Not if they brought along their whole police department with howitzers.
The guy with the revolver was a sergeant. He was pretty calm. The shotgun covered me as the sergeant holstered his revolver and unclipped the handcuffs from his belt and clicked them on my wrists. The backup team came
"Freeze! Police!" he screamed.
He was screaming as loud as he could. Blowing off his tension and trying to scare me. Textbook moves. Plenty of sound and fury to soften the target. I raised my hands. The guy with the revolver started in from the door. The guy with the shotgun came closer. Too close. Their first error. If I had to, I might have lunged for the shotgun barrel and forced it up. A blast into the ceiling perhaps and an elbow into the policeman's face and the shotgun could have been mine. The guy with the revolver had narrowed his angle and couldn't risk hitting his partner. It could have ended badly for them. But I just sat there, hands raised. The guy with the shotgun was still screaming and jumping.
"Out here on the floor!" he yelled.
I slid slowly out of the booth and extended my wrists to the officer with the revolver. I wasn't going to lie on the floor. Not for these country boys. Not if they brought along their whole police department with howitzers.
The guy with the revolver was a sergeant. He was pretty calm. The shotgun covered me as the sergeant holstered his revolver and unclipped the handcuffs from his belt and clicked them on my wrists. The backup team came
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Autoren-Porträt von Lee Child
LEE CHILD is a #1 bestselling author worldwide. His debut novel, Killing Floor, won two awards for best first mystery and was nominated for two more. Foreign rights in the Jack Reacher series have been sold in ninety-five countries. Child, a native of England, is a former television director. He lives in New York City, where he is at work on his next Jack Reacher thriller.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Lee Child
- 2021, Film- oder Spielausgabe, 576 Seiten, Maße: 10,7 x 19,2 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Berkley
- ISBN-10: 0593440641
- ISBN-13: 9780593440643
- Erscheinungsdatum: 19.01.2022
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
Praise for Killing Floor A People Magazine Page-Turner
A Barry Award winner
An Anthony Award winner
All [Jack Reacher novels] are ripping yarns, but.... Killing Floor wins awards for Best Corrupt Southern Town in a Summer Novel and Best Exploding Warehouse. Stephen King, Entertainment Weekly
Combines high suspense with almost nonstop action. Reacher is a wonderfully epic hero: tough, taciturn, yet vulnerable. People
Great style and careful plotting. The violence is brutal depicted with the kind of detail that builds dread and suspense. The New York Times
A complex thriller with layer upon layer of mystery and violence and intrigue A long unsettling trip that leaves your brain buzzing and your stomach knotted. The author pens nightmarish images as casually as an ordinary writer would dot an i or cross a t . The Philadelphia Inquirer
A tough, compelling thriller with characters who jump off the page. Houston Chronicle
Violent and visceral A cut above Reacher is as tough as he is resourceful. An exciting, edge-of-the-chair account. Compelling and relentlessly suspenseful. The Denver Post
Some novelists can write top-notch action and some can create compelling mysteries, yet it s rare to find both of those skills displayed in a single book. Lee Child s Killing Floor is one of them. But not content with writing a rip-roaring thriller, Child also gives us one of the truly memorable tough-guy heroes in recent fiction: Jack Reacher. Jeffery Deaver
A big, rangy plot, menace as palpable as a ticking bomb, and enough battered corpses to make an undertaker grin. Kirkus Reviews (starred review)
Beautifully detailed action scenes and fascinating arcana about currency and counterfeiting [A] taut and tough-minded first novel. Publishers Weekly
I love the larger-than-life hero, Jack Reacher. I grew up a fan of John Wayne s and Clint Eastwood s movies, and it s great to see a man of their stature back in
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business. Lee Child grabs you with the first line and never loosens his grip. Killing Floor is a terrific ride. Nevada Barr
This is a kick-ass first novel by the very talented Lee Child. Hero Jack Reacher has presence and dimension a man you definitely want on your side. Child has a sure touch and a strong voice. Definitely a talent to watch. Lynn S. Hightower
This is a kick-ass first novel by the very talented Lee Child. Hero Jack Reacher has presence and dimension a man you definitely want on your side. Child has a sure touch and a strong voice. Definitely a talent to watch. Lynn S. Hightower
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