Frost at Christmas
Ten days to Christmas, and Jack Frost is in no mood to celebrate. Once Frost takes reluctant charge of a district-wide search for a missing child, his commanding officer, Divisional Commander Mullett, orders him to interview a local crank who fancies herself a psychic. To make matters worse, he's...
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Ten days to Christmas, and Jack Frost is in no mood to celebrate. Once Frost takes reluctant charge of a district-wide search for a missing child, his commanding officer, Divisional Commander Mullett, orders him to interview a local crank who fancies herself a psychic. To make matters worse, he's been assigned a new sidekick for the investigation: the Chief Constable's nephew, Clive Barnard -- one name Frost wouldn't mind seeing on a missing persons report. But Barnard isn't about to disappear, so the inspector will have to find the girl despite him, in his own unique fashion. When the crank's tip leads to a long-buried corpse, Frost finds himself embroiled in an old unsolved case better left untouched. But Frost never could leave the dirt alone, even if it means putting his career -- and his life -- in jeopardy.
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Format: mass market paperback
ISBN:
9780553571684 (0553571680)
Publish date: 1995-11-28
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Pages no: 288
Edition language: English
Category:
European Literature,
British Literature,
Mystery,
Detective,
Thriller,
Mystery Thriller,
Crime,
Holiday,
Christmas,
Suspense,
Fiction
The mystery was good but the writing, containing so much unnecessary misogyny, has not aged well.
The first book about Frost, giving roughly the contents of the first film of the tv-series. The storylines differ a bit from those in the film. And the character Frost certainly differs. Anyway, those who love the tv-series should also read the book. The book is always better than the film, as we al...
I can't decide if Detective Inspector Jack Frost is a misunderstood genius or if he's just incredibly lucky. While he exhibits traits of someone who clearly knows what he's doing; he mostly seems like a bumbling jerk who happens to fall into the right answers.By saying that, I certainly don't mean ...
It is sad when the library only has the movie version of a book.