This was a lame mash-up of Jack Reacher, whom I am well acquainted with, and Will Trent, of whom I had never heard. If I was new to both characters, this short story would certainly not induce me to want to read either of their adventures.
I’m sure this was a corporate idea to try to sell books to the other’s series, but if so, it failed in that respect. I would definitely recommend just skipping this story; it adds nothing to the Reacher timeline, and I’m guessing it adds nothing to the Trent timeline.
Based on the horrendous grammar, spelling, and run-on sentences, I wonder if this story went through any sort of editing process, or worse yet, was this even written by the attributed authors. The plot is very flimsy, with serious holes throughout. None of the characters are given any dimension and come across as flat and boring.
And the conclusion didn’t even manage to approach anti-climatic. I actually wondered if this was written by an AI and at a certain word count the story had to end.
Unless you are a diehard Reacher or Trent fan who absolutely MUST read everything, do yourself a favor and use your $3.99 to purchase something else.
Things That I Write About
Some days I will continue to share my memories of my past. It has been a long strange trip so far, and my journey has shaped a large part of who I am today. But it is God who has molded me into exactly who I am now. And if I don’t also write about how God is continuing to mold and shape me, I am missing the main point of my life right now. My past is interesting, and my struggles are real. But my walk with God is vital, and I firmly believe that my walk with Him today is why I am here to write about my past.
This is the final story of my three runaway adventures while I was in high school. This took place during my senior year at RVCS in 1977. The result was quite disappointing for me, but God had different plans for how this story would end.
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