Child excels at taking a seemingly small matter like this and going from zero to 60 with it. But this time the acceleration happens credibly, and doesn’t head toward an impossibly outsize denouement, which has happened in too many Reacher books to mention; going from tiny ring to missile silo is not outside the realm of Child’s imagination. The hunt takes Reacher first to a Rapid City, S.D., laundromat, whose owner, Arthur Scorpio, seems to be running some kind of illegal business. Naturally, Reacher threatens to toss Scorpio in a tumble dryer on high heat if he won’t provide details.
Then Reacher meets a private detective who is trying to find the very same small-fingered woman. And they both wind up in a remote corner of Wyoming that Child summons especially well. Not all of his books are as powerfully visual as this one. They often feature long straight roads and empty landscapes. “The Midnight Line” describes old railroad land that’s sparsely populated, etched with unmarked trails and long, rocky driveways; neighborly if your idea of a neighbor is a stranger 20 miles away, and understandable to Reacher only because the Army taught him how to read topographical maps. It’s a great place to hide. And an easy place in which to become addicted to opioids.
The pieces of the plot come together as Reacher’s military pride and the community’s illicit opioid use intersect. The bad actors are nominally the dealers, but “The Midnight Line” doesn’t demonize its villains the way Child’s books usually do. And the addicts aren’t dismissed or treated as stereotypes. The book voices strong convictions about the issues that are raised here, and it’s no stretch given Reacher’s principled military background. The last chapters have more emotional heft than anything Child has written before.