Whenever I fly I grab a “junk” book for the flight. One with lots of gunplay. For my visit to my eldest daughter’s graduation recital in the Land of Hope and Glory, I scarfed Lee Child’s Worth Dying For. It’s the same old Jack Reacher kinda thing, only more so . . .
LOTS of fighting, wounding and killing by the ex-MP, this time without any intervention from the police or government agents. There’s a GLOCK, a Lapua-firing rifle, a couple of stainless steel Colt 1911’s and a brace of Smith & Wesson revolvers.
Worth Dying For was a bit by-the-numbers for me. A bit too violent, believe it or not. Daniel Silvia is my man for firearms escapism. Who’s your favorite gun-heavy fiction writer and do they get the stuff right?