Time to Hunt (Bob Lee Swagger)
he's the main harmful guy alive. He simply desires to stay in peace along with his family members, and disregard the battle that almost killed him...
It's not likely to happen.
Stephen Hunter's epic nationwide bestsellers, Point of Impact and Black Light, brought hundreds of thousands of readers to Bob Lee Swagger, known as "Bob the Nailer," a heroic yet unsuitable Vietnam struggle veteran compelled two times to exploit his abilities as a grasp sniper to safeguard his lifestyles and his honor. Now, in his grandest, so much intensely exciting event 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 struggle, deep in-country, a tender idealistic Marine named Donny Fenn was once diminish by way of a sniper's bullet as he set out on patrol with Swagger, who himself bought 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 prior at the back of and stay quietly along with his family--seems to have come true.
Then one idyllic day, a guy, a girl, and a lady set out from the ranch on horseback. High on a ridge above a mountain go, 1000 yards far-off, a relaxed, 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 stumbled on Bob the Nailer. Time to Hunt proves anew why such a lot of contemplate 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 supplies all of the advanced, stay-up-all-night motion his fanatics call for in a masterful story of family members heartbreak and overseas intrigue--and indicates why, for Bob Lee Swagger, it really is once more time to hunt.
From the Hardcover edition.
Beer. “Do you leave out your wife?” requested the sergeant major’s spouse. “I do, much. I leave out my daughter.” “Tell me approximately her.” “Oh,” stated Bob, “she’s a rider. She’s a superb horsewoman. Her mom has her using English in case she makes a decision to return east for college.” and stale he went, for twenty uncontrollable mins, lacking his daughter and his spouse and the whole lot much more. Black is black, he suggestion, i would like my child again. the sport used to be over and in triumph everyone went again to the sergeant.
The some distance, lofty towers of the college within the distance; or, “Mr. Jenson, obvious in a pub,” and Mr. Jenson could throb to existence, with veins and carbuncles and a furry woodland in his nostril. Or: “Thames, on the aspect, the boathouses,” and there it'd be, the wide river, eco-friendly in recommendation, the smaller river branching off, the awesome greenness of all of it, the willows weeping into the water, the excessive, vibrant English sunlight suffusing the entire scene, even though it used to be a miniature in black pencil, dashed.
used to be darkish, possibly operating solely via robotics. to at least one facet stood a phalanx of transformers, fenced off and marked with fierce risk symptoms, which produced a nexus of wires that rose to poles to shunt the miracle of conversation round Custer County. A small car parking zone was once empty. Out again, a cyclone fence sealed off what looked to be a kind of motor pool, the place six vehicles with IDAHO BELL emblazoned on them have been parked subsequent to what appeared like a sheet-metal upkeep storage. however it was once darkish.
round him out of the grey gentle. there has been no sound in any respect on this planet. He learn the land, trying to find traditional hides the place an skilled guy may visit flooring. It was once now not a tricky challenge, for the mountainside was once principally featureless there, with purely sparse crops to distract the attention. actually the full little conflict among them have been distilled to its so much approximately summary: males in white in a white, chilly international in white mountains of utmost elevation, looking one another, going for.
Alpha-male self assurance that steered no trouble in doing violence if worthwhile. They appeared like huge policemen, squaddies, firemen, tremendous good built, tremendous efficient. They drew the weapons from below their jackets, and there has been a bit rite of clicks and snaps, as safeties got here off and slides have been eased again to ascertain chambers, simply in case. Then the suppressors have been screwed on. Bonson led them alongside the line, into the lot and as much as the previous grain warehouse. Above, stars.