In a small village snuggled in the snow-shrouded French Alps, the son of a long-dead, high-ranking Nazi who had terrorized the area during the war, Adolph Streicher, vanishes on the ice-slick slopes. Robert Holmes, a vacationing American journalist and mountain climber, tries to unravel the son’s disappearance. Instead, he becomes ensnared in a desperate and deadly plot, sparked by the arrival of one man—Walter Streicher, twin brother of the notorious Nazi. Or is he Adolph? The mystery soon explodes into bloodshed and a desperate chase across the blizzard-swept Alpine peaks.
I am ripping through all my old "book-sale-could-not-resist" pile, and came across this gem. There is some fine writing here for such a short novel. I get the sense the author was a climber himself. It isn't that gripping, suspense-wise, but the finely tuned descriptions make up for it. I felt the ending was a bit of a letdown. I would read more of this author.
In very sorry to everyone who enjoyed this book as I did not. I feel that there was way too much about the climbing mountains and not enough about the actual mystery of who was who.
I don’t climb in winter (I’m a wuss) but this has great descriptions of all it entails. The romance is secondary and irrelevant. The action is where it’s at.
a very good book. a mystery/suspence book which involves Nazi criminals, blood vendetta, and a plot twist (im guessing because i havent read all of it yet)