But Alex, proof against well-intended warnings, arranges a romantic weekend in an old luxury hotel where the lovers immediately find themselves targets of an unlikely stalker, a dark-suited octogenarian who proceeds to disappear, leaving behind his homburg and a message: “I know who you are.” The you, of course, is Natalie: beautiful, tantalizing, enigmatic, loaded with emotional baggage, and as much trouble as prophesied.Ĭharacter-driven, briskly paced, occasionally witty, even wise: Hamilton’s best, better than Edgar-winning A Cold Day in Paradise (1998).Īnother sweltering month in Charlotte, another boatload of mysteries past and present for overworked, overstressed forensic anthropologist Temperance Brennan.Ī week after the night she chases but fails to catch a mysterious trespasser outside her town house, some unknown party texts Tempe four images of a corpse that looks as if it’s been chewed by wild hogs, because it has been. You’re a man who already has “too much trouble in your life,” one of them sensibly reminds him. Moreover, friends have warned Alex against her. Maybe yes, maybe no Natalie is hard to read.

The question is whether red-haired, green-eyed Natalie does too. Since then, the affair has ripened, and Alex knows he wants it to become a thing that lasts. The lady is Natalie Reynaud, the Canadian police officer Alex met in Blood in the Sky (2003). Yes, the 50-something ex-cop, ex–private cop, ex–“good field, no-hit” minor-league catcher, ex-husband, who wears Weltschmerz like an extra set of thermal underwear, has been Cupid-struck, converting Paradise, his usually bleak hometown, into paradise. Though it’s winter in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula, where 30-below is commonplace, one lucky citizen has summer in his heart.Īlex McKnight is in love.

A cold day in paradise