History ran circles around them, and it felt like, no matter how far forward they had come, they would always return to the same inevitable moment. Now they were standing in it— new location, new people, but still the same déjà vu—Charlie chastised himself for not seeing it coming. He was a pig-headed optimist, led astray by his own ambition and success. But even if he had been more aware of the futility of his existence, would things be different? John had always said this would happen, that they were not entitled to happiness or love. His whole life he"d been waiting for things to go south.
Mooney"s flat became eerily quiet. The Union men had flocked back there to celebrate their first Reacher victory; now they were going to be exposed to the darkness that followed the Smith brothers. T
