'Tis the season for dead bodies... In the small village of Cold
Christmas there's a church that faces the wrong way . . . What has it to
do with the three dead men found in a London flat? As Christmas
approaches DCI Antonia Hawkins has a killer to catch. Only she can't
predict what is waiting for her at the end of the chase. Nobody
remembers the young men entering the abandoned London flat a few weeks
ago. Nobody cares if they left. Until the unbearable smell of decay. DCI
Antonia Hawkins is called in to view the dead men; three, lying neat in
a row. There's no damage to the bodies, no obvious cause of death. Is
this a suicide pact? Or is that just how it's meant to look? If there is
a link between the three very different men then Hawkins needs to find
it, and fast. Because unless she does, more are going to die. And they
might not all be strangers. 'Stunning plot twist which I never saw
coming . . . brilliantly done' Crime Fiction Lover on My Bloody
Valentine 'A truly terrifying debut novel' My Weekly on The Advent
Killer 'This is a strong, spell-binding crime novel that shows much
promise of dark treasures to come from this author' Crimesquad on The
Advent Killer
