- Author R. D. Wingfield
The final book in the original Inspector Frost series is just as captivating as the previous novels, but keeps on going down the path of getting darker and more horrifying. I’d saved this one for ages, after reading the previous five books in the series - perhaps I didn’t want to say goodbye to the character just yet. I know there is another book or two written by a different author, which I will probably cast an eye to, but it’s not going to be the same.
This outing for Frost very much feels like he’s heading towards the end of the road. I don’t know if this was intended to be the final book, but here we have a Frost who is constantly reminiscing about the old days, wondering where his (love) life went wrong, and facing the threat of having to leave Denton for good.
Packed full of interlinking crimes, and following the characters we love, plus a couple of new ones, the book treads the same great path as the five before it - but carries with it a new edge of desperation. Things seem even more out of Frost’s control, and he has even more sleepless nights. I am still surprised at how the man manages to survive - always getting woken up after an hour or two of sleep, being distracted from his breakfast before he’s started it, and at one point even being constantly called away from using the loo!
It’s the challenges that make the story so wonderful. The fear of being found out, the idea that the moments of genius are far outweighed by the time spent flapping about without a clue. Frost is unmoveable but likeable, a cheeky trickster but you’re totally on his side. He’s the kind of character that could easily be written as the bad guy, but there is no chance of that in these fabulous stories. I’ll miss this Frost, and perhaps one day will reread the stories - books like this, with clues scattered throughout, are always a little bit more eye-opening on the second look!