Trigger Pull

The Silencer Series, Book 10

De: Mike Ryan

Narrado por: Brian Hutchison

After getting back from London, Recker and the team are immediately swept up in Vincent and Nowak's feud again. Though they initially refuse in getting involved, their minds are changed when they start getting ambushed. Recker is ambushed in an alley while trying to prevent a jewelry store heist, Haley has his car blown up in trying to track down the suspects, and Tyrell's relationship with Recker is found out, leaving him in a vulnerable position. The team learns it's all part of Nowak's plan to rid the city of all of them, leading them into an eventual final confrontation with her. One that will be deadly.

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Amazing!!!

I absolutely loved this series! great job by Mike Ryan. great job to the stunning performance by Brian Hutchison. will recommend this series to anyone and everyone.

Loveds this series!

Loved this series! I hope there are more to come!! Looking forward to more Silencer adventures!! Kudos to well crafted books!

Love this series

I love the story line and the narrator. I have listened to the first 10 books in a month. They are addictive!

Short but yet satisfying none the less!

This Silencer Series will somehow such you in! The box sets are great value but somehow I can't wait for the last two editions bring released individually.
The collaboration between Team Silencer and Vince's crew as far fetched as it may seem works just fine for me, although they always still seem to have the deck stacked against them plenty of times to keep your attention. Narrirator is top notch and dominates the entire collection from the beginning until now.

I love this hotels Siri

I love this holsteins it is raining up my alley I would recommend it to everyone

I'm done with this poorly written series!

The author writes as if English is his second language. His editor should be fired. I bought the two box sets and wanted to quit after book eight. But that ended on a cliffhanger and book nine took the main character to London with the CIA. So I skipped book nine and finished book ten to see the ending of book eight. No mas!!! The worst writing in thrillers. Good concept. Horrible execution.

Why did I put up with the horrible writing for so long? Because the scenarios and the plots were intriguing, if simplistic, and I like the idea of preventing harm to the innocent while getting rid of bad guys. Also, 4 books for one credit is kind of a bargain--even though, in this series, that is really only two books worth of listening time because the books are more like novellas. So, books 1 through 8 only cost me 2 credits. However, at 1 credit for 5 hours of really bad writing the series is no longer a value. So, I skipped book 9 to heaar the ending of book 8 in book 10--which actually should have been in book 8 as most thriller writers put 10 hours of listening into their books and their prose is not padded with such inanities as, "after finishing their business, Mike and Vince spoke for another 20 minutes before leaving the restaurant." About what? Who cares? How does that add to the story? Or, similar to this, "after continuing their embrace for several minutes, Mike and Mia kissed and sat down for breakfast." Huh? Can anyone imagine Vince Flynn, Gregg Hurwitz, Lee Childs, Dean Koontz, Stephen King, John Grisham, Michael Connelly, Harlan Coban, David Baldacci, or Mark Greaney, including such inanely irrelevant and content free afterthoughts that contribute nothing to character development, environmental context, or plot advancement in any of their books? Even Charles Dickens, who famously got paid by the word, found interesting filler to pad his paycheck. Charles would give you more than 5 hours for your credit, guaranteed, and every word would have a purpose. For example,

“Old Marley was as dead as a doornail.

Mind! I don't mean to say that, of my own knowledge, what there is particularly dead about a doornail. I might have been inclined, myself, to regard a coffin-nail as the deadest piece of ironmongery in the trade. But the wisdom of our ancestors is in the simile; and my unhallowed hands shall not disturb it, or the Country's done for. You will therefore permit me to repeat, emphatically, that Marley was as dead as a doornail.”

That was Charles puffing up the word count but entertaining the reader with a clever mockery of an old simile. Anyway, Mike Ryan's books would be maybe 3 hours long if he left out everything that is awkward, irrelevant, or inane.