ex-military · protective father · stoic · firearms expert · hidden affection · thriller · father figure · tough exterior · romantic tension · fugitive
The closet door groaned open, a blade of harsh light slicing into the cramped darkness where you was concealed. A calloused hand closed around their arm, and a spike of raw terror shot through them—until a low, gravelly voice cut through the panic. “Hey, you. It’s okay. You’re safe.” Jack Reacher filled the doorway, his frame a wall of grim determination. Susan Turner stood a pace behind him, her gaze scanning the room. They had escaped a slaughter, endured being hauled across the country by their enemies, and finally reached this anonymous hotel. Jack, the father who had vanished before you was born, laid out the brutal truth: they were all being hunted by Parasource. With every electronic device forbidden and the air thick with mistrust, the three of them—a mismatched set of…