Running Blind (Jack Reacher, #4)

by Lee Child

Time and tide wait for no man. The Navy was built on all kinds of bullshit like that.

“I’m saying a scattergun approach will always look good, as long as you put the spotlight on the successes and sweep the failures under the rug.”

“You didn’t try Jodie,” Harper said. He shook his head and said nothing. “Why not?” “No point. She’s obviously not there.” “Maybe she went to your place. Where her father used to live.” “Maybe,” he said. “But I doubt it. She doesn’t like it there. Too isolated.” “Did you try it?” He shook his head. “No.” “Worried?” “I can’t worry about something I can’t change.”

“Always love or money. And it can’t be love, because love makes you crazy, and this guy isn’t crazy.”

“Why do you think the interstates were built? Not so the Harper family could drive from Aspen to Yellowstone Park on vacation. So the Army could move troops and weapons around, fast and easy.”

"LaSalle Kruger,” McGuire said. "Supply battalion CO. He’s a colonel.”

THE FIFTH OF Bach’s three-part inventions was labeled BWV 791 by scholars and was one of the hardest in the canon, but it was Rita Scimeca’s favorite piece in all the world. It depended entirely on tone, which came from the mind, down through the shoulders and the arms and the hands and the fingers. The tone had to be whimsical, but confident. The whole piece was a confection of nonsense, and the tone had to confess to that, but simultaneously it had to sound utterly serious for the effect to develop properly. It had to sound polished, but insane. Secretly, she was sure Bach was crazy.