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Blood Hollow: A Novel [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Krueger, William Kent
  • Author:  Krueger, William Kent
  • ISBN-10:  1439157790
  • ISBN-10:  1439157790
  • ISBN-13:  9781439157794
  • ISBN-13:  9781439157794
  • Publisher:  Atria Books
  • Publisher:  Atria Books
  • Pages:  368
  • Pages:  368
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Apr-2009
  • Pub Date:  01-Apr-2009
  • SKU:  1439157790-11-MING
  • SKU:  1439157790-11-MING
  • Item ID: 100379683
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When a high school student’s body is found and her boyfriend goes missing, tough-as-nails former sheriff Cork O’Connor is forced into the center of an eerie mystery with a shocking twist in this “vivid and realistic” (Booklist), Anthony Award-winning novel fromNew York Timesbestselling author William Kent Krueger.

When the body of a beautiful high school student is discovered on a hillside four months after her disappearance on New Year’s Eve, all evidence points to her boyfriend, local bad boy Solemn Winter Moon. Despite Solemn’s self-incriminating decision to go into hiding, Cork O’Connor isn’t about to hang the crime on a kid he’s convinced is innocent.

In an uphill battle to clear Solemn’s name, Cork encounters no shortage of adversity. Some—like bigotry and bureaucracy—he knows all too well. What Cork isn’t prepared for is the emergence of a long-held resentment from his own childhood. And when Solemn reappears, claiming to have seen a vision of Jesus Christ in Blood Hollow, the mystery becomes thornier than Cork could ever have anticipated. And that's when the miracles start happening.Chapter 1

January, as usual, was meat locker cold, and the girl had already been missing for nearly two days. Corcoran O'Connor couldn't ignore the first circumstance. The second he tried not to think about.

He stood in snow up to his ass, more than two feet of drifted powder blinding white in the afternoon sun. He lifted his tinted goggles and glanced at the sky, a blue ceiling held up by green walls of pine. He stood on a ridge that overlooked a small oval of ice called Needle Lake, five miles from the nearest maintained road. Aside from the track his snowmobile had pressed into the powder, there was no sign of human life. A rugged vista lay before him -- an uplifted ridge, a jagged shoreline, a bare granite pinnacle that jutted from the ice and l£Â

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