The Ice by John Kare Raake
This North Pole mystery has murder, spires and PTSD. This translated thriller is clunkily translated and reads like a tv instruction manual from 1995 and not a good one either. This was not emotionally fraught just useless. This was tired and it has an undernourished plot that has no purpose.
“These people were not killed by water.”
“A creeping death.”
“How the hell can ice burn?”
“Everyone's dead and somebody has killed them,”