Blurb:
You can't outrun the past...
...and tripping over a frosted corpse is a complication that could destroy Alex Duggins' attempt to restart her life. The discovery of a murder victim threatens to unearth some old secrets, including her own.
As the tiny town of Folly-on-Weir braces for a chilling winter and snow blankets Britain's Cotswold Hills, a killer faces a deadline. A terrible crime was believed to be safely hidden, but time and conscience can wear on a secret.
The clock ticks and with the police breathing down her neck, Alex knows she's at the top of the suspect list. Desperate to clear her name and find the real murderer she begins to peel back the layers of deception that have long-concealed one of the town's darkest secrets. But time is also running out for a killer who has nothing left to lose. What's one more murder?
Someone intends that Alex will be the next snow-covered body found in the beautiful hills above the town.
...and tripping over a frosted corpse is a complication that could destroy Alex Duggins' attempt to restart her life. The discovery of a murder victim threatens to unearth some old secrets, including her own.
As the tiny town of Folly-on-Weir braces for a chilling winter and snow blankets Britain's Cotswold Hills, a killer faces a deadline. A terrible crime was believed to be safely hidden, but time and conscience can wear on a secret.
The clock ticks and with the police breathing down her neck, Alex knows she's at the top of the suspect list. Desperate to clear her name and find the real murderer she begins to peel back the layers of deception that have long-concealed one of the town's darkest secrets. But time is also running out for a killer who has nothing left to lose. What's one more murder?
Someone intends that Alex will be the next snow-covered body found in the beautiful hills above the town.
Excerpt:
How long
had it taken to change a life forever? A minute, ninety seconds – while he
listened, barely understanding, while two men destroyed his own young
innocence, and allowed another child to die?
Nothing was
ever the same after that day. All the days and years that followed had led to
this night of hope and fear.
“Come on
boy, catch up,” Dominic called. “We’ll freeze if we don’t keep moving.”
The only
reason he could see the dog at all in the darkness was that his dark gray fur
showed up against a thickening carpet od snow underfoot, and the falling flakes
that grew heavier with each moment.
Brother
Dominic stopped and watched Bogie approach like a trotting miniature show horse
in slow motion, lifting each foot as if it burned.
“Okay,
we’ll keep each other a bit warmer.” He swept up his little grey buddy and
tucked him inside an old tweed coat. “Now we’ve got to get a move on. This is a
borrowed coat and we need to give it back to Percy.”
Talking to
his dog was an indulgence Dominic reserved for when they were alone. He smiled
at the thought. They were rarely as alone as they were in the middle of the
night, on this hill in the Cotswold Hills that were so spectacular in the
daylight, yet so pitiless when every step was an act of faith.
` He had
pulled the hood on his habit up to cover his head and ward off some of the
cold. The old, brown cloth was already soaked and started to freeze.
Silence
seemed absolute. Except when a gust of wind sent frigid, leafless branches
raking together.
Not a
single vehicle had passed on the narrow road that forked away from the tiny
village below and rose to traverse the hill. There was a scatter of farms and
houses up here, all with feeder tracks from the road. But any people out there
were probably tucked up sleeping by now.
You
couldn’t see any buildings form the road.
Bogie
scrabbled closer and pressed his wet nose to Dominic’s neck.
The wind
picked up, drove straight at him, and he leaned against it to push his way on,
and the snow drove into his face and crammed inside his collar.
He crossed
his hands over the dog and pushed his bare hands beneath his arms.
This has to
be done.
Old wrongs
must be put right, lies dispelled quickly for the sake of peace, his own but
more importantly, the others involved. His challenge was to bring secrets into
the light without harming the innocent.
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About Stella:
Stella Cameron is a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author. With over fourteen million copies of her books in print, Cameron is now turning her pen to mysteries and independently publishing COLD, Introducing Alex Duggins. She draws on her English background for this new, already critically acclaimed mystery series. Atmospheric, deeply character and relationship driven, COLD reveals the power of old secrets to twist the present. Cameron’s reputation for using her backgrounds to add tension and allure to her stories is heightened again.
Cameron is the recipient of the Pacific Northwest Achievement Award for distinguished professional achievement and for enhancing the stature of the Northwest Literary community. She lives in Washington with her husband Jerry, her Papillon Millie, black cat Zipper, and a cheeky little tabby named Jack.
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