Killing Floor eBook Review

Oh. My. God. So this is the first Jack Reacher novel ever. And it could be my favorite. Jack Reacher's just left the military because he was laid off in the cutback of the 1990s. Who would let Jack Reacher go? The military. He's only been traveling the USA for six months. He has no ATM card. He doesn't even have his foldable toothbrush yet. And this book is told in the first person and so at the beginning, I was put off. I thought, I don't know if Jack Reacher and I are this close. It felt too intimate. This book was like looking at someone's high school yearbook: Jack Reacher's a fuzzy little puppy dog with big floppy feet. He dances around. He talks about his feelings with a girl. You know what else he does? Some freaking hardcore-Jack Reacher-kicks-some-god- damn-ass vigilante violence. In the first 75 pages, after having been falsely arrested and put on the wrong floor with the Aryan Brotherhood in prison, he gets in a fight in the bathroom and pokes some guy's eyeball out. Pushes his fingers into his eye socket and pops out his eyeball. When I finally realized what Jack Reacher had done, I had to take a moment to process it. I stopped reading at 10:30pm and turned to Earl and said "Earl! Jack Reacher just popped the guy's eye out! His eyeball!!" I didn't think even Jack Reacher could be capable of that. Then he kicks some guy so hard in the throat that the guy suffocates on his larynx. All of this is before he even finds out that his brother, Joe Reacher, has been murdered and he has to investigate that. Once he starts finding out who is responsible for his brother's death, the bodies start piling up. It's hard to imagine getting better than poking out someone's eyeball with fingers, but Jack Reacher's not the kind of guy who does anything half-assed and he out does himself avenging his brother's death.

There is only one word for this book: fan-fucking-tastic.

Earl. Reading.