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    Frost at Midnight
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    Audiobook10 hours

    Frost at Midnight

    Written by James Henry

    Narrated by Stephen Thorne

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    About this audiobook

    August, 1983. Denton is preparing for a wedding. DS Waters should be on top of the world with less than a week to go until he marries Kim Myles. But the Sunday before the big day, the body of a young woman is found in the churchyard, and their wedding venue becomes a crime scene.

    DS Jack Frost has been homeless for the past three months. He's been staying with DC Sue Clarke but with a baby to take care of and the imminent arrival of her mother, she's given him his marching orders. But as best man to Waters, he's got a responsibility to solve the mystery of the dead girl in the churchyard.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherIsis Publishing Ltd
    Release dateSep 1, 2017
    ISBN9781445035925
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