"It's all bad luck and trouble for you, Mr. Reacher," the detective said as he paced the length of the interrogation room.
"I told you, my name is Dan Lazar. I'm a literary agent."
"Those are some snazzy clothes for a literary agent. And what the hell is a literary agent doing in Griffin? Come floating in on a moonbeam?"
"A helicopter, actually. A client flew me in."
The detective slammed his fists on the table. "Now I know you're lying!" He leaned over and snarled, "I'm gonna take you down, Jack Reacher."
Child fans were such diehards.
Indeed we are!