The Gray Man (Gray Man, #1)

by Mark Greaney

The blood was not his own, but there was no mystery to the stain. He knew whose blood it was.

Ricky’s dead friends were the lucky bastards. He was the unfortunate one.

Get your mind around that, kid. You’re gonna have to get nasty to survive the next half hour.”

The killer was good. He was better than good. He was the best. He was the one they call the Gray Man.”