“Hi, looking for a number in Weston, Florida. Is there anything for Magruder?” “How are you spelling that, sir?” “Magruder. M-A-G-R-U-D-E-R.” “Hold the line, sir.” Vivaldi’s Four Seasons started playing for what seemed like an eternity. It was probably only a couple of seconds. Eventually, the woman came back on the line. “Yes, sir, I’ve got one in the town of Weston, Florida.”
―
J.B. Turner,
Hard Road
“Reznick pulled back her eyelids. His daughter’s pupils were pinpricks. Reaching over, he took her pulse. Her skin was cold, but he felt a faint beat. “Oh, Christ no, Lauren!” He shook her to try and rouse her.” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Road
“Jon! Jon! Please come and get me! Jon! Jon!” He tried to move, but he was paralyzed. He willed himself to move. But he was frozen. All of a sudden, an ominous thunderous roar, and the tiny figure was swallowed in a cloud of dust and ash as the building descended at speed, the smell of burning fuel thick in the air, the screaming unrelenting.” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Road
“Work hard, respect yourself, respect others, and never, ever turn your back on the needy.” ― J.B. Turner, Miami Requiem
“Reznick walked through the grand, sprawling lobby. Marble floor, ornate columns, chandeliers. A young man at the front desk took his details as he signed in under a false name: Ron Dixon.” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Road
“strong team working solely on this special access program. This means only those around this table—and some hand-picked intelligence specialists and NSC officials—have access to this most sensitive of classified information.” Lieutenant General Black leaned forward and allowed his gaze to wander around the assembled faces. “Assistant Director Meyerstein’s word is law. She” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Kill
“Sometimes, in life, you face challenges. Challenges you’ve never faced before. And you will be defined by how you respond to those challenges. Life’s tough. Sometimes there are no easy choices.” ― J.B. Turner, No Way Back
“I’ve” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Wired
“Hard Shot” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Target
“hoping beyond hope that some of the readers cared enough as well.” ― J.B. Turner, Miami Requiem
“He observed the confident young men, the way the young women gravitated to those who exuded an effortless charm with clever conversation and witticisms. He couldn’t help thinking it was all just learned mannerisms, feigned cool couched in cynical language. The whole world they inhabited was a fucking mirage.” ― J.B. Turner, Reckoning
“believe her husband was involved in her death. I don’t know how. But I believe he had some part in it. His name is Henry Graff.” ― J.B. Turner, No Way Back
“Slow is smooth, smooth is fast.” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Road
“He squeezed the trigger. Her brains exploded, blood spattering across long grass, branches, and twigs.” ― J.B. Turner, No Way Back
“Everyone’s brain was the same size, more or less. But while some, like him, were high-functioning, top-grade intellectuals, the vast majority of people didn’t even have the brainpower to try and figure out a better life for themselves. It was pitiful.” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Vengeance
“The Land of the Free of his childhood had become the Land of the Living Dead. A nation of fuckwits, halfwits, and dimwits. People who worked their guts out so they could consume junk food and die premature, horrible deaths. A nation that had long ago given up the ghost.” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Kill
“He knew that a knee-jerk reaction wasn’t the smart move. The smart move was to take the time to get the response right. A gut reaction might compound the problem. He needed to slow down and try and figure out his next steps.” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Vengeance
“SERE—survival, evasion, resistance, and escape—taught Delta warriors what it would take to have the guile, guts, and sheer stubbornness to come out on top.” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Vengeance
“But the endgame was being able to make the right decisions when tired, hungry, and in need of sleep. Critical thinking at times of acute stress was tough. Measured thinking. Being able to detach from the emotional situation unfolding amid death. Killings. He needed to stay remote to win.” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Vengeance
“Reznick pulled back her eyelids. His daughter’s pupils were pinpricks. Reaching over, he took her pulse. Her skin was cold, but he felt a faint beat. “Oh, Christ no, Lauren!” He shook her to try and rouse her.” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Road
“Jon! Jon! Please come and get me! Jon! Jon!” He tried to move, but he was paralyzed. He willed himself to move. But he was frozen. All of a sudden, an ominous thunderous roar, and the tiny figure was swallowed in a cloud of dust and ash as the building descended at speed, the smell of burning fuel thick in the air, the screaming unrelenting.” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Road
“Work hard, respect yourself, respect others, and never, ever turn your back on the needy.” ― J.B. Turner, Miami Requiem
“Reznick walked through the grand, sprawling lobby. Marble floor, ornate columns, chandeliers. A young man at the front desk took his details as he signed in under a false name: Ron Dixon.” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Road
“strong team working solely on this special access program. This means only those around this table—and some hand-picked intelligence specialists and NSC officials—have access to this most sensitive of classified information.” Lieutenant General Black leaned forward and allowed his gaze to wander around the assembled faces. “Assistant Director Meyerstein’s word is law. She” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Kill
“Sometimes, in life, you face challenges. Challenges you’ve never faced before. And you will be defined by how you respond to those challenges. Life’s tough. Sometimes there are no easy choices.” ― J.B. Turner, No Way Back
“I’ve” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Wired
“Hard Shot” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Target
“hoping beyond hope that some of the readers cared enough as well.” ― J.B. Turner, Miami Requiem
“He observed the confident young men, the way the young women gravitated to those who exuded an effortless charm with clever conversation and witticisms. He couldn’t help thinking it was all just learned mannerisms, feigned cool couched in cynical language. The whole world they inhabited was a fucking mirage.” ― J.B. Turner, Reckoning
“believe her husband was involved in her death. I don’t know how. But I believe he had some part in it. His name is Henry Graff.” ― J.B. Turner, No Way Back
“Slow is smooth, smooth is fast.” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Road
“He squeezed the trigger. Her brains exploded, blood spattering across long grass, branches, and twigs.” ― J.B. Turner, No Way Back
“Everyone’s brain was the same size, more or less. But while some, like him, were high-functioning, top-grade intellectuals, the vast majority of people didn’t even have the brainpower to try and figure out a better life for themselves. It was pitiful.” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Vengeance
“The Land of the Free of his childhood had become the Land of the Living Dead. A nation of fuckwits, halfwits, and dimwits. People who worked their guts out so they could consume junk food and die premature, horrible deaths. A nation that had long ago given up the ghost.” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Kill
“He knew that a knee-jerk reaction wasn’t the smart move. The smart move was to take the time to get the response right. A gut reaction might compound the problem. He needed to slow down and try and figure out his next steps.” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Vengeance
“SERE—survival, evasion, resistance, and escape—taught Delta warriors what it would take to have the guile, guts, and sheer stubbornness to come out on top.” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Vengeance
“But the endgame was being able to make the right decisions when tired, hungry, and in need of sleep. Critical thinking at times of acute stress was tough. Measured thinking. Being able to detach from the emotional situation unfolding amid death. Killings. He needed to stay remote to win.” ― J.B. Turner, Hard Vengeance
