Détails du livre
Format
Broché
Pages
270
Langue
Anglais
Publié
Nov 1, 1985
Éditeur
Dell Books
Description
Note: This is an alternate cover edition of ISBN 0440141818.
A white Christmas couldn't make Newcastle any less dreary for Scotland Yard's Superintendent Richard Jury--until he met a beautiful woman in a snow-covered graveyard. Sensual, warm, and a bit mysterious, she could have put some life into his sagging holiday spirit. But the next time Jury saw her, she was cold--and dead. Melrose Plant. Jury's aristocratic sidekick wasn't faring much better. Snow bound at a stately mansion with a group of artists, critics, and idle-but-titled rich, he, too, encountered a lovely lady . . . or rather, stumbled over her corpse. What linked these two yuletide murders was a remote country pub where snooker, a Nativity scene, and an old secret would uncover a killer . . . or yet another death. "She is working in the great tradition . . . Good news for addicts--crime with style". -- Mary Cantwell, "Vogue"."[She] gets our immediate attention . . . . She holds it, however, with something more than mere suspense". -- "The New Yorker"
A white Christmas couldn't make Newcastle any less dreary for Scotland Yard's Superintendent Richard Jury--until he met a beautiful woman in a snow-covered graveyard. Sensual, warm, and a bit mysterious, she could have put some life into his sagging holiday spirit. But the next time Jury saw her, she was cold--and dead. Melrose Plant. Jury's aristocratic sidekick wasn't faring much better. Snow bound at a stately mansion with a group of artists, critics, and idle-but-titled rich, he, too, encountered a lovely lady . . . or rather, stumbled over her corpse. What linked these two yuletide murders was a remote country pub where snooker, a Nativity scene, and an old secret would uncover a killer . . . or yet another death. "She is working in the great tradition . . . Good news for addicts--crime with style". -- Mary Cantwell, "Vogue"."[She] gets our immediate attention . . . . She holds it, however, with something more than mere suspense". -- "The New Yorker"