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Ice : a novel /

by Howard, Linda.
Material type: materialTypeLabelBookPublisher: New York : Ballantine Books, c2009Edition: 1st ed.Description: 198 p. ; 22 cm.ISBN: 9780345517197 :; 0345517199.Title notes: $22.00 11-2009 (db)Subject(s): Man-woman relationships -- Fiction | Ice storms -- Fiction | Rescues -- Fiction | Maine -- Fiction | Christmas stories | Suspense fictionSummary: As a brewing ice storm approaches, and despite the icy conditions that have always existed between him and Lolly Helton, combat veteran Gabriel McQueen makes the long haul to the middle of nowhere to find out whether she is safe and sound. Spotting strangers in Lolly's home--one of them packing a weapon--Gabriel rescues Lolly from her captors ... but when the escape is discovered, the heat--and the hunt--are on.
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From the "New York Times"-bestselling author of "Up Close and Dangerous, Kiss Me While I Sleep" and "Dying to Please" comes this suspenseful tale of a man, a woman, and a battle for survival against an unrelenting killer.

$22.00 11-2009 (db)

As a brewing ice storm approaches, and despite the icy conditions that have always existed between him and Lolly Helton, combat veteran Gabriel McQueen makes the long haul to the middle of nowhere to find out whether she is safe and sound. Spotting strangers in Lolly's home--one of them packing a weapon--Gabriel rescues Lolly from her captors ... but when the escape is discovered, the heat--and the hunt--are on.

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<opt> <anon I1="BLANK" I2="BLANK">Chapter One The place never changed. Gabriel McQueen actually liked that about his hometown, Wilson Creek, Maine. He liked the continuity of it, the security, the solidarity. He liked that his seven-year-old son, Sam, was seeing the town almost exactly as Gabriel himself had seen it growing up. He liked that Sam was building some of the same memories he had. He liked the little town as it looked during the march of seasons: the budding of spring, the green of summer, the rioting colors of autumn when the twin white steeples pierced a deep blue sky, but his favorite time of the year was right now. The last few weeks leading up to Christmas were special, when excitement and anticipation seemed to grip everyone and the little kids were almost giddy from it all. He could barely wait to see Sam enjoying the same things he'd enjoyed at that age. He drove his black four-wheel-drive Ford F-250 through the town square, smiling as he saw that every storefront was decorated with tinsel and twinkling multicolored lights, that the big fir tree in front of the courthouse was festooned with so many lights that it looked like a solid blaze that even the cold, steady, miserable mist of rain dripping from the ugly leaden sky couldn't dim. There was an empty parking space at the end of the metered row in front of the courthouse, and he squeezed the big pickup between the white lines. Jamming his weatherproof cap on his head, he got out and fed enough change into the old-fashioned meter to buy him two hours. He wouldn't be there that long, but he erred on the side of caution because it would be embarrassing as hell for the sheriff's son to get a parking ticket in front of the courthouse on his first day home--not to him, but to his father. Not embarrassing his father was well worth a couple of quarters. The mist of rain blew in his face; the last weather report he'd checked predicted snow later on tonight when the temperature dropped. Ducking his head against the wind, he quick-timed up the courthouse steps, opened the double glass doors, then took the stairs on the right down to the basement. The sheriff's department still occupied the basement of the courthouse even though the jail was on the top floor and the arrangement was damned inconvenient, but that was how things had always been and Gabriel figured they would still be that way when he died. The sheriff's department was the first door on the left. The door opened into an area filled with four desks, three women, and a lot of attitude. Behind them was another door, and stenciled on it was Harlan McQueen, Sheriff. The stencil had been done almost thirty years before, and in some places the lettering was almost gone, but Gabriel knew his dad was thinking of retiring--had been for the past five or ten years--so, as a thrifty Mainer, he didn't see any sense in having the doors relettered. All three women looked up when Gabriel entered, their faces immediately wreathing in smiles. All three jumped up with disconcertingly girlish squeals, considering the youngest was a good fifteen years older than he was, and rushed at him; you'd think he hadn't seen any of them in a year, instead of just two months. Somehow he managed to almost get his arms around them all; he was a big guy, but three women were a lot for any man, especially when one of the women was pleasantly hefty. Two of the women wore brown sheriff's department uniforms; Judith Fournier and Evelyn Thomas were sisters, and their resemblance was strong enough that when they were in uniform and their hair was pulled back and secured per regulations, they were almost indistinguishable. Patsy Hutt, the queen of the outer office, was soft and round and crowned with snow-white hair. Today she wore thick-soled boots, jeans, and a wool sweater decorated with sequined snowflakes. She looked like Excerpted from Ice: A Novel by Linda Howard All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.</anon> </opt>

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Anticipating a treacherous Maine ice storm, military man Gabriel McQueen arrives home on leave just in time to rescue high school nemesis Lolly Helton from the impending weather, along with two meth addicts who have taken her hostage. New York Times best-selling author Howard's follow-up to Burn (2009) is another intense stand-alone thriller that takes listeners on a wild ride and doesn't let up until the end. Expertly read by Fred Sanders (Born To Run), it will appeal to Howard's fans and to fans of Julie Garwood, Iris Johansen, Tami Hoag, and Jillian Hoffman. [See Prepub Alert, LJ 7/09.-Ed.]--Nicole A. Cooke, Montclair State Univ. Lib., NJ (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

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