Sergeant Amy Callan and Lieutenant Caroline Cooke have a whole lot in common.

Both were army high-flyers. Both were aquainted with Jack Reacher. Both had been pressured to resign in the service. Right now they’re both useless. Within their very own homes, naked, within a bath full of paint.

Apparent victims of the army man. A loner, a smart guy having a score to settle, a ruthless vigilante. A man just like Jack port Reacher.