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Note: I wrote this review over a year ago. It was turned down by my former blog administrator as being too harsh. But harsh reviews happen. No matter how hard you try to pick and choose books that you think you’ll like, sometimes it just doesn’t work. I’m posting this now because I think it’s important for readers to know that I try my best to give honest reviews. If I don’t like it? You’ll know.
It’s too cold to go missing in northern B.C., as a mismatched team of investigators battle the clock while the disappearances add up.
A popular rockabilly singer has vanished in the snowbound Hazeltons of northern B.C. Lead RCMP investigator David Leith and his team work through the possibilities: has she been snatched by the so-called Pickup Killer, or does the answer lie here in the community, somewhere among her reticent fans and friends?
Leith has much to contend with: rough terrain and punishing weather, motel-living and wily witnesses. The local police force is tiny but headstrong, and one young constable seems more hindrance than help — until he wanders straight into the heart of the matter.
The urgency ramps up as one missing woman becomes two, the second barely a ghost passing through. Suspects multiply, but only at the bitter end does Leith discover who is the coldest girl of all.
I tried my best to find the comedic melodrama in this story, because the RCMP, as portrayed in this story, was so incompetent that I couldn’t see any other point. But even that didn’t work for me. To my Canadian friends, I didn’t believe it for a second.
The main male protagonist, investigator David Leith, is so bi-polar, as written, that he was hard to like. He hates his wife and baby one minute, misses them the next and loves them part of the time. He has no control over the case, to speak of, and has subordinates running all over each other. He’s just a mess. A discredit to poor old Dudley. The “young constable” mentioned in the blurb, Dion, sustained serious brain damage in a car wreck months earlier, could barely remember his own name part of the time and was returned to active duty. What law enforcement agency would do that? That made no sense to me. At all.
Then, there is the whole cast of suspects. What a group. A few have musical ambitions, but most are just Canadian rednecks that make our American rednecks look like Rhoades Scholars. Not likable. Not sympathetic. Just pathetic people.
Let’s not forget the setting of the story…the far north of British Columbia. Some of the descriptions of the scenery were very good, but I didn’t really need to know every turn and twist in every unmarked, unmapped road and trail. Way too much information! I feel that the intent was to set the scene for the reader, but the result was just boring as hell.
The title and blurb caught my intention. I guess I was looking for something like Gone Girl or Girl On The Train, and maybe the title was a deliberate lure. I don’t know about the author’s intent, but the only cold girl after reading this disappointing book was me. For any of my friends or readers, my recommendation is to skip this one. There are a lot of good books in the world…this isn’t one of them.