Everyone needs secrets…
Sometimes danger is hard to see… until it’s too late.
Britt Pfeiffer has trained to backpack the Teton Range, but she isn’t prepared when her ex-boyfriend, who still haunts her every thought, wants to join her. Before Britt can explore her feelings for Calvin, an unexpected blizzard forces her to seek shelter in a remote cabin, accepting the hospitality of its two very handsome occupants—but these men are fugitives, and they take her hostage.
In exchange for her life, Britt agrees to guide the men off the mountain. As they set off, Britt knows she must stay alive long enough for Calvin to find her. The task is made even more complicated when Britt finds chilling evidence of a series of murders that have taken place there… and in uncovering this, she may become the killer’s next target.
But nothing is as it seems in the mountains, and everyone is keeping secrets, including Mason, one of her kidnappers. His kindness is confusing Britt. Is he an enemy? Or an ally?
When I had my book signed by Becca Fitzpatrick, she told me that her favorite part of writing Black Ice was making the reader wonder who was good and who was bad, and sweet sugar, she pulled it off flawlessly.
For most of this book I could not figure out who was bad and who was good to save my life. Seriously, there’s this back-and-forth of whodunit and it’s just spectacular. As a thriller, Black Ice is spectacular. There’s clear elements of fear and danger coming not just from between the main characters but also from nature itself. It’s like, the entire time the characters are kind of thinking, I have to keep myself from getting killed…assuming Mother Nature swallow me whole first. The two conflicts really make this story so powerful, and the description we get in Becca Fitzpatrick’s writing only ups the ante.
Britt is this girl who has depended on guys her entire life. We don’t actually see this dependency very clearly in terms of events that happen directly in the story, but it’s put there through narration and memory in a way that feels natural. Honestly, I doubt I could have held up the way Britt does and even though she’s not invincible and unaffected by her circumstances, she toughs it out in a way that’s really admirable. There was a point where I was really enraged and dumbfounded by her thoughts, but I chalked it up to the emotionally tense situation she was in. Britt’s kidnappers were just this huge puzzle that I was trying to put together, but I was getting the information piece by piece and then finally there was the Aha! moment, and for me it really was a literal, semi-shouted aha! moment.
There’s small clues dropped here and there, but it wasn’t anything where, far before the conclusion was nearing, I knew all the answers to the big questions. Everything about Black Ice comes together in this seamless way, and before you know it, you haven’t left your reading couch in three hours. This is a chilling, suspenseful thriller novel, and for this time of year? It’s perfect.