Tripwire (Jack Reacher, #3)

by Lee Child

‘How can you be certain?’ ‘I just know,’ he said. ‘Like I know the sky is blue and the grass is green and you’ve got a great ass.’ She smiled as she drove. ‘I’m a lawyer, Reacher. That kind of proof just doesn’t do it for me.’

‘I’ve seen Soviet tank drivers. Dad showed me pictures. Two hundred pounds, big moustaches, smoking pipes, tattoos, and that was just the women.’