The Midnight Line
The Midnight Line By Child, Lee Book - 2017 | First edition

The café was a new-age place, with all kinds of healing juices, and sandwiches Reacher figured had been put together by a blind man. All kinds of random ingredients. Huge seeds in the bread. Like sawdust mixed with ball bearings.
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“You think virtue is its own reward?” “I don’t know much about virtue. I just want to find out what happened. I can’t charge money for a private satisfaction.”
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“Who are they?” “Cowboys,” Reacher said. “Weaned on beef jerky and fried rattlesnake.”
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“Cowboys are the worst,” Reacher said. “Not much I can do to them, that a horse already hasn’t.”
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Sometimes you woke up, and you knew for sure, from history and experience and weary intuition, that the brand new day would bring nothing good at all.

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