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Rate this book. Buy This Book. Brilliantly plotted. For anyone who thinks Echo Burning hard-boiled Echo Burning is growing soft around Echo Burning edges. Reacher is hitching through the heat of West Texas and getting desperate for a ride. The last thing he's worried about is exactly who picks him up. She's called Carmen. Echo Burning a good-looking young woman, she has a beautiful little girl They're called the Greers. They're a bitter and miserly clan, and they've made her life a living Echo Burning. Worse, her monster of a husband is soon due out of prison. So she needs protection, and she needs it now. Lawyers can't help. Cops can't be trusted. So Reacher goes home with her to the lonely ranch where nothing is as it Echo Burning and where evil swirls around them like dust in a storm. Within days, Carmen's husband is dead-and simmering secrets send Echo, Texas, up in flames. There were three watchers, two men and a boy. They were using telescopes, not field glasses. It was a question of distance. They were almost a mile from their target area, because of the terrain. There was no closer cover. It was low, undulating country, burned khaki by the sun, grass and rock and sandy soil alike. The nearest safe concealment was the broad dip they were in, a bone-dry gulch scraped out a million years ago by a different climate, when there had been rain and ferns and rushing rivers. The men lay Echo Burning in the dust with the early heat on their backs, their telescopes at their eyes. The boy scuttled around on his knees, fetching Echo Burning from the cooler, watching for waking rattlesnakes, logging comments in a notebook. They had arrived before first light in a dusty pick-up truck, the long way Echo Burning, across the empty land from the west. They had thrown a dirty tarpaulin over the truck and held it down with rocks. They had eased forward to the rim of the Honky Tonk Samurai. About this book. More books by this author. The Turnaround. On a hot summer afternoon inthree teenagers drove into an unfamiliar neighborhood and six lives were altered forever. Thirty five years later, one survivor of Echo Burning day Echo Burning out to another, opening a door that could lead to salvation. But another survivor is now out of prison, looking for reparation in any form he can find it. A multigenerational story about two families bound together by the tides of history. Reader Reviews. Master storyteller Ben Echo Burning tells the true story behind the Cold War's most intrepid female spy. BookBrowse seeks out and recommends Echo Burning best in contemporary fiction and nonfiction—books that not only engage and entertain but also deepen our understanding of ourselves and the world around us. Subscribe to receive some of our best reviews, "beyond the book" articles, book Echo Burning info, and giveaways by email. Write a Review. About this Book Summary Excerpt. Book Summary Brilliantly plotted. Chapter One There were three watchers, two men Echo Burning a boy. Read Full Excerpt. Echo Burning about membership! Reviews Media Reviews Reader Echo Burning. Write your own review. Read -4 More Reader Reviews. Only Hap and Leonard would catch a cold case with hot cars, hot women, and ugly skinheads. Non-members are limited to two results. Become a member. Join Now! Book Club Discussion. Echo Burning this book! Full access is for members only. Join Today! Newsletter Subscribe to receive some of our best reviews, "beyond the book" articles, book club info, and giveaways by email. Echo Burning by Lee Child | Audiobook |

Goodreads helps you keep track of books you want to read. Want Echo Burning Read saving…. Want to Read Currently Reading Read. Other editions. Enlarge cover. Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Open Preview See a Problem? Details if other :. Thanks for telling us about the problem. Return to Book Page. Preview — Echo Burning by Lee Child. Hitching rides is an unreliable mode of transport. The Hitching rides is an unreliable mode of transport. He never expected it to be somebody like Carmen. She Echo Burning a little girl who is being watched by unseen observers. And a husband who is in jail. Who will beat her senseless when he comes out. Reacher is no stranger to trouble. Reacher can never resist a lady in distress. Her family is hostile. Get A Copy. Paperbackpages. Published April 28th by Jove first Echo Burning June 25th More Details Original Title. Pecos, Texas United States. Other Editions Friend Reviews. To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up. To ask other readers questions Echo Burning Echo Burningplease sign up. What number is it in the series? See 1 question about Echo Burning…. Lists Echo Burning This Book. Community Reviews. Showing Average rating 4. Rating details. More filters. Sort order. Start your review of Echo Burning Jack Reacher, 5. Apr 16, David rated it did not like it. He is Echo Burning and wanders from place to place. He is smart and a violent badass to anyone who messes with him or those he cares about. In Reacher, Child has created a character Echo Burning can interact with anyone, go anywhere and do anything. So who does Reacher interact with in this book? A Hispanic woman named Carmen. She picks up Reacher as a hitchhiker Echo Burning tells him a sad story a In "Killing Floor" which I thoroughly enjoyedLee Child introduced an electric main character named Jack Reacher. She picks up Reacher as a hitchhiker and tells him a sad story about her life. Reacher thinks that she is lying. Maybe she is. Maybe she isn't. This gets the book off to an Echo Burning start. Unfortunately, all anyone in this book seems to do is to Echo Burning whether Carmen is telling the truth. Yes, she is. No, she is not. Echo Burning she had an interesting story, that would be one thing. But her story, while sad, is not interesting at all. It is incredibly boring. Who are the villans who mess with Reacher? Texans, who and this is shocking are rednecks! They are so one-dimensional, they are not worth writing about. They do very predictable redneck things, are racists, shoot rifles, and like everyone else in the book, debate about whether Carmen is Echo Burning the truth. What does Reacher, the super-smart, ultraviolent action hero do throughout the book? He eats ice cream. He learns how to saddle a horse. Echo Burning buys clothes. I half-expected Lee Child to have him spend a day in the library reading. Oh, and he wonders Echo Burning Carmen is telling the truth. There are only a couple of action scenes. In "Echo Burning", Child seems to have had the idea of writing a thriller with almost no action. Call me picky, but that is a really bad idea. It's like a James Bond movie where Bond spends the movie doing some window shopping, and oh, debating about whether the main character is lying. Was Echo Burning actually lying? Maybe she was, maybe she wasn't. By the end of the book Echo Burning didn't care. I just wanted the talking to end! View all 21 comments. Feb 21, Ahmad Sharabiani rated it really Echo Burning it Shelves: fiction21th-centurycrime-mysterybritishliterature. Echo Burning was published in It is written in the third person. Jack Reacher Echo Burning a bully's nose and finger after being repeatedly provoked in Echo Burning Texas saloon, Echo Burning when the bully turns out to be a local cop Echo Burning shows up with three of his colleagues the following day to arrest him, Echo Burning decides it's time to move on. He chooses hitchhiking as the fastest escape and hooks up with a driver of Mexican heritage named Carmen Greer. She says that the only reason she stopped, however, is because she has a problem: Her tax-evading husband, Sloop, is Echo Burning out of prison soon, and he will inevitably continue beating her as he did so many times before, especially because he knows she was the one who informed on him. Carmen has been diligently searching for candidates to kill him, and she thinks Reacher's military background may qualify him for the job. Echo Burning 23, Echo Burning Thane rated it really liked it Shelves: crime-fictionlee-childEcho Burning. After he accidentally beats up a cop in a small west Texas town, Jack Reacher need to get out of town in a hurry. Of course, he didn't accidentally beat up the cop; he did it on purpose. But when the guy picked a fight with Reacher, Jack didn't know he was a cop. Happily, only a few minutes after sticking out his thumb, Reacher is picked up by Echo Burning attractive Hispanic woman named Carmen Greer in an air-conditioned Cadillac. Poor Mrs. Greer has a problem. Wouldn't you just know it? She tells Jac After he accidentally beats up a cop in a small west Texas town, Jack Reacher need to get out of town in a hurry. She tells Jack that she was born into an upper class family in northern California, but her family disowned her after she married into a very strange and wealthy Texas family. Her family Echo Burning like the fact that she had married a white guy, let alone a Texan. The Greers own a huge ranch out in the middle of nowhere, and practically from the day she married him, Carmen's husband has been beating her. He stopped a year and a half ago when the husband went to prison for tax evasion, but he's getting out in a couple of days and Carmen is terrified because she knows that the beatings will begin all over again. Isn't there some way that Jack Echo Burning help her? Echo Burning by Lee Child: Summary and reviews

Uh-oh, it looks like your Internet Explorer is out of date. For a better shopping experience, please upgrade now. Echo Burning is not enabled in your browser. Enabling JavaScript in your browser Echo Burning allow you to experience all the features of our site. Learn how to enable JavaScript on your browser. NOOK Book. Thumbing across the scorched Texas desert, Jack Reacher has nowhere to go and all the time in the world to get there. Cruising the same stretch Echo Burning two-lane blacktop is Carmen Greer. For Reacher, the lift comes with a hitch. And before the sun sets, this ride could cost them both their lives. Pages: Sales rank:Product dimensions: 5. There were three watchers, two men and a Echo Burning. They were using telescopes, not field glasses. It was a question of distance. They were almost a mile from their target area, because of the terrain. There was no closer cover. It was low, undulating country, burned khaki by the sun, grass and rock and sandy soil alike. The nearest safe concealment was the broad dip they were in, a bone-dry gulch scraped out a million years ago by a different climate, when there had been rain and Echo Burning and rushing rivers. The men lay prone in the dust with the early heat on their backs, their telescopes at their eyes. The boy scuttled around on his knees, fetching water from the cooler, watching for waking rattlesnakes, logging Echo Burning in a notebook. They had arrived before Echo Burning light in a dusty pick-up truck, the long way around, across the empty land from the west. They had thrown a dirty tarpaulin over the Echo Burning and held it down with rocks. They had eased forward to the rim of the dip and settled in, raising their telescopes as the low morning sun dawned to the east behind the red house almost a mile away. This was Echo Burning, their fifth consecutive morning, and they were low on conversation. His voice was nasal, the effect of keeping one eye open and the other eye shut. The boy checked his watch. The boy opened his book and prepared to make the same notes he had made four times before. The boy wrote it down. The kitchen Echo Burning them, looking west away from the morning sun, so it stayed dark even after dawn. Maid prepares breakfast, the boy wrote. Target still in Echo Burning. The sun rose, inch by inch. It jacked itself higher into the sky and pulled the shadows shorter and shorter. The red house had a tall chimney coming out of Echo Burning kitchen wing like the finger on a sundial. The shadow it made swung and shortened and the heat Echo Burning the watchers' shoulders built Echo Burning. Seven o'clock in the morning, and it was already hot. By eight, it would be burning. By nine, it would be fearsome. And they were there all day, until dark, when they could slip away unseen. They heard the well pump kick in, faintly from almost a mile away. A quiet mechanical click, and then a steady low drone. The men rested their eyes. Nothing was going to happen while she was in the shower. How could it? They lowered their telescopes and blinked against the brassy sun in their eyes. The well pump clicked off after six minutes. The silence sounded louder than the faint noise had. The boy wrote:target out of shower. The men raised their telescopes again. The boy giggled. He had the better view of the back of the house, where her bedroom window was. Then:probably downstairs, probably Echo Burning breakfast. The man on the left shifted on his elbows. It was standard practice in the west of Texas, in the summer, especially if your bedroom faced south, like this one did. Unless you wanted to sleep the next night in a room hotter than a pizza oven. Her hair was tied back behind her head. It was still damp from the Echo Burning. She walked across the yard, short hesitant steps against the uneven ruts in the baked earth, maybe seventy yards. She heaved the barn door open and disappeared in the gloom inside. The boy wrote:target in barn. Heat like this, there has to be. Miles to the south, there was a dust cloud on the road. A vehicle, making slow and steady progress north. The target stopped at the kitchen door and took her Echo Burning box from the maid. It was bright blue plastic with a cartoon picture on the side. She paused for a second. Her skin was pink and damp from the heat. She leaned down to adjust her socks and then trotted out to the gate, through the gate, to the shoulder of the road. The school bus slowed and stopped and Echo Burning door opened with a sound the watchers heard clearly over the faint rattle of the idling Echo Burning. The chrome handrails flashed once in the sun. The diesel exhaust hung Echo Burning drifted in the hot still air. The target heaved her lunch box onto the step and grasped the bright rails and clambered up after it. The door closed again and the watchers saw her Echo Burning head bobbing along level with the base of the windows. Then the engine Echo Burning deepened and the gears Echo Burning and the bus moved away with a new cone of dust kicking up behind it. The road north was dead straight and he turned his head and watched the bus all the way until the heat on the horizon broke it up into a shimmering yellow mirage. Then he closed his notebook and secured it with a rubber band. Back Echo Burning the red house, the maid stepped inside and closed the kitchen door. Nearly a mile away, the watchers lowered their telescopes and turned their collars up for protection from the sun. Seven thirty-seven, Friday morning. Seven thirty-eight. Seven thirty-nine, more than three hundred miles to the north and east, Jack Reacher Echo Burning out of his motel room window. One minute earlier, he had been in the bathroom, brushing his teeth. One minute before that, he had opened the door of his room to Echo Burning the morning Echo Burning. He had left it open, and the closet just inside the entrance passageway was faced with mirrored glass, and there was a shaving mirror in the bathroom on a cantilevered arm, and by a freak Echo Burning optical chance he caught sight of Echo Burning men getting out of a car and walking toward the motel office. Pure luck, but a guy as vigilant as Jack Reacher gets lucky more times than the average. Echo Burning car was a police cruiser. It had a shield on the door, and because of the bright sunlight and the double reflection he could read it clearly. At the top it said City Police, and then there was a fancy medallion in the middle with Lubbock, Texas written underneath. All four men who got out were in uniform. They had bulky belts with guns and radios and nightsticks and handcuffs. Three of the men he Echo Burning never seen before, but the fourth guy was familiar. The Echo Burning guy was a tall heavyweight with a gelled blond brush-cut above a meaty red face. This morning the meaty Echo Burning face was partially obscured by a glinting aluminum splint carefully taped over a shattered nose. His right hand was similarly bound up with a splint and bandages protecting a broken forefinger. The guy had neither injury the night before. And Reacher had no idea the guy was a cop. He just looked like some idiot in a bar. Reacher had gone there because he heard the music was good, but it wasn't, so he had backed away from the band and ended up on a bar stool watching ESPN on a muted television fixed high on a wall. The place was crowded and noisy, and he was wedged in a space Echo Burning a woman on his right and the heavyweight guy with the brush-cut on his left.