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Monday, January 27, 2014



The Running Game by LE Fitzpatrick

Her father called it the running game. Count the exits, calculate the routes. Always be ready to run because they'll always be coming for you. Whatever happens, they'll always be coming for you.  

Rachel had let her guard down and they had found her. She could run now, leave the city and try her luck beyond the borders, but with no money and a dark secret to hide her chances of survival are slim.  

But then she meets two brothers with a dangerous past and secrets of their own. Can they help her turn the game around?  

This is the first installment of the Reacher series. Set in a grim and not too distant future, this urban thriller will keep you hooked until the last page.

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The man came from nowhere. His shadow was wide and short. In his hand he held a snub pistol and pointed it at Charlie. It was a steady, uncompromising hand.
“Easy mate,” Charlie said. “Wallet’s in my pocket, we don’t want any trouble you can help yourself.”
“Rachel Aaron?” The gunman said.
Charlie felt his stomach lurch. With his free hand he clutched the railings of the bridge and slowly tried to edge himself closer to Rachel.
“You’ve got the wrong girl,” Charlie started, although he knew it was futile. He’d given Pinky his best pictures of her, there was no way they wouldn’t recognise her.
“Shut up. You’re both coming with me. Keep your hands where I can see them or I’ll shoot you.”
Rachel stepped forward before Charlie could stop her. “You won’t shoot me,” she said.
“Rachel don’t.” Charlie warned.
“You won't shoot me.”
She reached out calmly. It was like being back in the hospital, only this wasn’t a confused, frightened addict she was up against. Before she could touch him his arm was wrapped around her shoulders. He was a big guy and he knew how to keep her pinned. The barrel of the gun pressed into the side of her face before Charlie could stumble down the bridge steps.
“You’re not going to shoot her, Pinky wants her alive.”
Realising he was right, the gun moved towards Charlie instead. “The boss doesn’t have any sentiments towards you though.”
And the air was sliced in two. The arms around Rachel wavered and she fell forward, dropping to her knees. Charlie reached for the gun and crawled towards her. He looked up and the darkness around them materialised into a shadow he would recognise anywhere. He stuffed the gun into his belt and helped Rachel to her feet.
“Jesus fucking Christ, John!” Charlie exclaimed. “Sometimes I think you’re not happy on a job unless someone ends up dead!”
John nudged the body with his foot. “Sorry, I didn’t realise you wanted him to shoot you. I’ll remember next time.” He shrugged and bent down to inspect the man’s pockets.
“It's you!” Rachel gasped at John, she started backing away.
It was then Charlie remembered they had met before. He reached out for her. “It’s okay, it's okay. This is John, my brother. He's on our side.”
“Your brother?”
“We need to move the bodies. There’ll be another patrol heading this way in forty minutes.”
Charlie noticed the plural. He hoped Rachel hadn’t. He retrieved his crutch and helped John as best he could to heave the body up. They carried the corpse quickly through the foliage towards the towers. Rachel staggered behind.
He waited in the doorway. Rachel held her breath. There were noises from the surrounding apartments. Small bursts of life filtered through the thin walls, oblivious to the drama unfolding outside. Something drew John’s attention. He nodded to Rachel. She slipped into the stairwell as he eased the door closed. She was about to move down the stairs when he stopped her.


L E Fitzpatrick was born in Hull, East Yorkshire, but now lives in West Wales, with her family plus lots of dogs and cats. She manages an office, volunteers as a room steward for the National Trust and also supports independent authors as a proofreader and beta reader. She obviously has no spare time because of this, but if she did it would probably be invested in walking in the countryside and enjoying the peace and quiet.

L E Fitzpatrick published her first series Dark Waters in 2011 and is currently working on her Reacher series.

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