First—a Baltimore coffee shop. A seat in the corner, facing the door.Black coffee, two refills, no messing around. A minor interruption fromtwo of the customers, but nothing he can’t deal with swiftly. As heleaves, a young guy brushes against him in the doorway. InstinctivelyReacher checks the pocket holding his cash and passport. There’s noproblem. Nothing is missing.Second—a store to buy a coat. Nothing fancy. Something he can ditch whenhe heads to warmer climates. Large enough to fit a man the size of abank vault. As he pulls out his cash, he finds something new in hispocket. A handwritten note. A desperate plea for help.Third—wherever this bend in the road takes him. Impressed by the guy’stechnique and intrigued by the message, Reacher makes it his mission tofind out more . . .
