The second of the reborn Frost series, this repeats the success of the first: you get familiar characters in an entertaining plot (this one a bit less wobbly) that delivers a great page turner of a book. It’s not great literature, but it is not bad literature – so much as there is such a thing. It’s well written in the sense that it does what it sets out to, and does that well.
So far as the details are concerned, it is 1982 (I think) and the events are kicked off with the discovery of a young girl’s body in Denton Woods. Then, in the midst of a golf club relaunch, Superintendent Mullet is called to deal with the body of a young boy on the course. And, to top it all, there are burglaries and robberies happening all too regularly.
The background does throw up some references to the Falkland War of the time. That was not so convincing. The introduction of a black officer from the Met is more roundly realised.
Of course, things get worse in Denton, and Mullet wants it all sorted, and sorted now!
Although the plot is suitably twisted, it’s the central character of Frost upon which the whole exercise hangs. It is a testament to R D Wingfield’s creation, that the character manages, with ease, to shoulder the burden.
In short, if you liked the other books or any of the TV stuff, this will not disappoint you.