By Stephen Hunter
He's the main risky guy alive. He simply desires to reside in peace together with his relations, and put out of your mind the warfare that almost killed him...
It's unlikely to happen.
Stephen Hunter's epic nationwide bestsellers, Point of Impact and Black Light, brought thousands of readers to Bob Lee Swagger, known as "Bob the Nailer," a heroic yet mistaken Vietnam battle veteran compelled two times to take advantage of his talents as a grasp sniper to shield his lifestyles and his honor. Now, in his grandest, such a lot intensely exciting experience but, Bob the Nailer needs to face his deadliest foe from Vietnam--and his personal demons--to keep his spouse and daughter.
During the latter days of the Vietnam conflict, deep in-country, a tender idealistic Marine named Donny Fenn used to be lessen by means of a sniper's bullet as he set out on patrol with Swagger, who himself obtained a grievous wound. Years later Swagger married Donny's widow, Julie, and jointly they increase their daughter, Nikki, on a ranch within the remoted Sawtooth Mountains in Idaho. Although he struggles with the painful legacy of Vietnam, Swagger's maximum wish--to depart his violent previous at the back of and stay quietly together with his family--seems to have come true.
Then one idyllic day, a guy, a lady, and a lady set out from the ranch on horseback. High on a ridge above a mountain cross, 1000 yards far away, a peaceful, cold-eyed shooter, one of many world's maximum marksmen, friends via a telescopic sight on the 3 imminent figures.
Out of his tortured earlier, a mortal enemy has once more chanced on Bob the Nailer. Time to Hunt proves anew why such a lot of ponder Stephen Hunter to be our greatest dwelling mystery writer. With a plot that sweeps from the killing fields of Vietnam to the corridors of strength in Washington to the shadowy plots of the hot international order, Hunter gives you the entire advanced, stay-up-all-night motion his lovers call for in a masterful story of relatives heartbreak and foreign intrigue--and exhibits why, for Bob Lee Swagger, it is once more time to hunt.
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I discovered out approximately it from Trig. ” Oh Christ, Donny inspiration, because the solicitous Crowe loomed over him within the upstairs barracks room the place the off-base males saved their large grey lockers and have been now stripping down after a scorching afternoon within the boneyard. “Crowe, you recognize we could be on alert at any time. Is your revolt equipment extraordinary? What approximately steaming and urgent your tunic, washing out your darkish socks, and spending an hour or on that spit shine, which has all started to appear a bit dim. That’s what you should be doing.
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The hero had arrived, from a Western, or out of the Knights of the around desk, or anything. Bob may well consider the strength of Trig’s trust during this guy. The drawings went on, because the weeks handed, and as Trig’s pleasure fixed. He was once truly chuffed now, happier than he’d been. The explosion turned a brand new motif in his doodling; it took him yet a number of attempts, and all at once he acquired particularly reliable at shooting the violence, the sheer liberation of anarchistic power a blast unleashed, and its good looks, the way in which the clouds unfurled from the detonation’s heart just like the commencing of a flower.
What else? Spiders, mites, ticks, dragonflies, the entire phyla attracted to the miasma of degradation a sweating guy produces within the tropics on a scorching morning. yet now not maggots. Maggots are for the useless, and maybe ultimately the maggots revered him. He used to be now not useless and, additionally, he fed the maggots a lot in his time on the earth. They left him on my own. It wasn’t that Solaratov was once past feeling such issues. He felt them, alright. He felt each sting, chew, prick or tweak; his aches and swellings and blotches and throbbings have been kind of like any man’s.
Sir. ” “Fenn, I’m going to arrest Crowe this day. ” Donny sucked a gulp of dry, painful air. “Excuse me, sir? ” “At 1600 hours, I’ll appear on the barracks with a plainclothes detachment of NIS. We’ll incarcerate him on the army backyard brig. ” “On what cost? ” “Security violation. Naval Penal Code DOD 69-455. Unauthorized ownership of labeled details. additionally, DOD 77-56B, unauthorized transmission or transference of labeled details. ” “Ah—on what foundation? ” “Your foundation, Fenn. ” “My foundation, sir?