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Ice Cold (Rizzoli and Isles Series #8)

Ice Cold (Rizzoli and Isles Series #8)

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by Tess Gerritsen

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This eBook includes the full text of the novel plus the following additional content:
• Rizzoli & Isles, In Their Own Words: learn more about the lead characters in these special essays written by the author
• An excerpt chapter from Tess Gerritsen’s Die Again




This eBook includes the full text of the novel plus the following additional content:
• Rizzoli & Isles, In Their Own Words: learn more about the lead characters in these special essays written by the author
• An excerpt chapter from Tess Gerritsen’s Die Again


A spur-of-the-moment ski trip becomes a bone-chilling nightmare when a wrong turn leaves Boston medical examiner Maura Isles marooned—far from home and help—in the snowbound Wyoming mountains. Seeking shelter from the cold, she and her traveling companions stumble upon Kingdom Come—a remote village of identical houses that seems to have become a ghost town overnight. But the abandoned hamlet has dark secrets to tell, and Maura’s party may not be as alone as they think. Days later, word reaches homicide cop Jane Rizzoli that Maura’s charred remains have been found at the scene of a car crash. But the shocking news leaves Jane with too many questions, and only one way to get answers. Determined to dig up the truth, she heads for the frozen desolation of Kingdom Come, where gruesome discoveries lie buried, and a ruthless enemy watches and waits.

Praise for Ice Cold
“The kind of book you’d read in one sitting.”—Chicago Sun-Times
“Amazing . . . another winner.”—The Plain Dealer
“Gerritsen paces Ice Cold with surgical precision.”Salon

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“The kind of book you’d read in one sitting.”—Chicago Sun-Times
“Amazing . . . another winner.”—The Plain Dealer
“Gerritsen paces Ice Cold with surgical precision.”Salon

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Rizzoli and Isles Series , #8
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Chapter One

Plain of Angels, Idaho

She was the chosen one.

For months, he had been studying the girl, ever since she and her family had moved into the compound. Her father was George Sheldon, a mediocre carpenter who worked with the construction crew. Her mother, a bland and forgettable woman, was assigned to the communal bakery. Both had been unemployed and desperate when they’d first wandered into his church in Idaho Falls, seeking solace and salvation. Jeremiah had looked into their eyes, and he saw what he needed to see: lost souls in search of an anchor, any anchor.

They had been ripe for the harvest.

Now the Sheldons and their daughter, Katie, lived in Cottage C, in the newly built Calvary cluster. Every Sabbath, they sat in their assigned pew in the fourteenth row. In their front yard they’d planted hollyhocks and sunflowers, the same cheery plants that adorned all the other front gardens. In so many ways, they blended in with the other sixty-four families in The Gathering, families who labored together, worshiped together, and, every Sabbath evening, broke bread together.

But in one important way, the Sheldons were unique. They had an extraordinarily beautiful daughter. The daughter whom he could not stop staring at.

From his window, Jeremiah could see her in the school yard. It was noon recess, and students milled about outside, enjoying the warm September day, the boys in their white shirts and black pants, the girls in their long pastel dresses. They all looked healthy and sun-kissed, as children ought to look. Even among those swan-like girls, Katie Sheldon stood out, with her irrepressible curls and her bell-like laughter. How quickly girls change, he thought. In a single year, she had transformed from a child into a willowy young woman. Her bright eyes, gleaming hair, and rosy cheeks were all signs of fertility.

She stood among a trio of girls in the shade of a bur oak tree. Their heads were bent together like the Three Graces whispering secrets. Around them swirled the energy of the school yard, where students chattered and played hopscotch and kicked around a soccer ball.

Suddenly he noticed a boy crossing toward the three girls, and he frowned. The boy was about fifteen, with a thatch of blond hair and long legs that had already outgrown his trousers. Halfway across the yard, the boy paused, as though gathering up the courage to continue. Then his head lifted and he walked directly toward the girls. Toward Katie.

Jeremiah pressed closer to the window.

As the boy approached, Katie looked up and smiled. It was a sweet and innocent smile, directed at a classmate who almost certainly had only one thing on his mind. Oh yes, Jeremiah could guess what was in that boy’s head. Sin. Filth. They were speaking now, Katie and the boy, as the other two girls knowingly slipped away. He could not hear their conversation through the noise of the school yard, but he saw the attentive tilt of Katie’s head, the coquettish way she flicked her hair off her shoulder. He saw the boy lean in, as though sniffing and savoring her scent. Was that the McKinnon brat? Adam or Alan or something. There were so many families now living in the compound, and so many children, that he could not remember all their names. He glared down at the two of them, gripping the window frame so tightly that his nails dug into the paint.

He pivoted and walked out of his office, thumping down the stairs. With every step, his jaw clenched tighter and acid burned a hole in his stomach. He banged out of the building, but outside the school yard gate he halted, wrestling for control.

This would not do. To show anger was unseemly.

The school bell clanged, calling the students in from recess. He stood calming himself, inhaling deeply. He focused on the fragrance of fresh-cut hay, of bread baking in the nearby communal kitchen. From across the compound, where the new worship hall was being built, came the whine of a saw and the echoes of a dozen hammers pounding nails. The virtuous sounds of honest labor, of a community working toward His greater glory. And I am their shepherd, he thought; I lead the way. Look how far they had already come! It took only a glance around the burgeoning village, at the dozen new homes under construction, to see that the congregation was thriving.

At last, he opened the gate and stepped into the school yard. He walked past the elementary classroom, where children were singing the alphabet song, and entered the classroom for the middle grades.

The teacher saw him and jumped up from her desk in surprise. “Prophet Goode, what an honor!” she gushed. “I didn’t know you would be visiting us today.”

He smiled, and the woman reddened, delighted by his attention. “Sister Janet, there’s no need to make a fuss over me. I simply wanted to stop in and say hello to your class. And see if everyone is enjoying the new school year.”

She beamed at her students. “Isn’t it an honor to have Prophet Goode himself visiting us? Everyone, please welcome him!”

“Welcome, Prophet Goode,” the students answered in unison.

“Is the school year going well for all of you?” he asked.

“Yes, Prophet Goode.” Again in unison, so perfect it sounded as if it had been rehearsed.

Katie Sheldon, he noticed, sat in the third row. He also noticed that the blond boy who’d flirted with her sat almost directly behind her. Slowly he began to pace the classroom, nodding and smiling as he surveyed the students’ drawings and essays tacked on the walls. As if he really cared about them. His attention was only on Katie, who sat demurely at her desk, her gaze tipped downward like any properly modest girl.

“I don’t mean to interrupt your lesson,” he said. “Please, continue what you were doing. Pretend I’m not here.”

“Um, yes.” The teacher cleared her throat. “Students, if you could please open your math books to page two oh three. Complete exercises ten through sixteen. And when you’re finished, we’ll go over the answers.”

As pencils scratched and papers rustled, Jeremiah wandered the classroom. The students were too intimidated to look at him, and they kept their eyes focused on their desktops. The subject was algebra, something that he had never bothered to master. He paused by the desk of the blond lad who had so clearly shown an interest in Katie, and, looking over the boy’s shoulder, he saw the name written on the workbook. Adam McKinnon. A troublemaker who would eventually have to be dealt with.

He moved on to Katie’s desk, where he stopped and watched over her shoulder. Nervously she scribbled an answer, then erased it. A patch of bare neck showed through a parting of her long hair, and the skin flushed a deep red, as though seared by his gaze.

Leaning close, he inhaled her scent, and heat flooded his loins. There was nothing as delicious as the scent of a young girl’s flesh, and this girl’s was the sweetest of all. Through the fabric of her bodice, he could just make out the swell of newly budding breasts.

“Don’t fret too much, dear,” he whispered. “I was never very good at algebra, either.”

She looked up, and the smile she gave him was so enchanting that he was struck speechless. Yes. This girl is definitely the one.

Flowers and ribbons draped the pews and cascaded from the soaring beams of the newly built worship hall. There were so many flowers that the room looked like the Garden of Eden itself, fragrant and shimmering. As the morning light beamed in through the ocular windows, two hundred joyous voices sang hymns of praise.

We are yours, O Lord. Fruitful is your flock and bountiful your harvest.

The voices faded, and the organ suddenly played a fanfare. The congregation turned to look at Katie Sheldon, who stood frozen in the doorway, blinking in confusion at all the eyes staring at her. She wore the lace-trimmed white dress that her mother had sewn, and her brand-new white satin slippers peeped out beneath the hem. On her head was a maiden’s crown of white roses. The organ played on, and the congregation waited expectantly, but Katie could not move. She did not want to move.

It was her father who forced her to take the first step. He took her by the arm, his fingers digging into her flesh with an unmistakable command. Don’t you dare embarrass me.

She began to walk, her feet numb in the pretty satin slippers as she moved toward the altar looming ahead. Toward the man whom God Himself had proclaimed would be her husband.

She caught glimpses of familiar faces in the pews: her teachers, her friends, her neighbors. There was Sister Diane who worked in the bakery with her mother, and Brother Raymond, who tended the cows whose soft flanks she loved to pet. And there was her mother, standing in the very first pew, where she had never stood before. It was a place of honor, a row where only the most favored congregants could sit. Her mother looked proud, oh so proud, and she stood as regal as a queen wearing her own crown of roses.

“Mommy,” Katie whispered. “Mommy.”

But the congregation had launched into a new hymn, and no one heard her through the singing.

At the altar, her father at last released her arm. “Be good,” he muttered, and he stepped away to join her mother. She turned to follow him, but her escape was cut off.

Prophet Jeremiah Goode stood in her way. He took her hand.

How hot his fingers felt against her chilled skin. And how large his hand looked, wrapped around hers, as though she were trapped in the grip of a giant.

The congregation began to sing the wedding song. Joyful union, blessed in heaven, bound forever in His eyes!

Prophet Goode tugged her close beside him, and she gave a whimper of pain as his fingers pressed like claws into her skin. You are mine now, bound to me by the will of God, that squeeze told her. You will obey.

She turned to look at her father and mother. Silently she implored them to take her from this place, to bring her home where she belonged. They were both beaming as they sang. Scanning the hall, she searched for someone who would pluck her out of this nightmare, but all she saw was a vast sea of approving smiles and nodding heads. A room where sunlight glistened on flower petals, where two hundred voices swelled with song.

A room where no one heard, where no one wanted to hear, a thirteen-year-old girl’s silent shrieks.

From the Hardcover edition.


Meet the Author

New York Times bestselling author Tess Gerritsen earned international acclaim for her first novel of suspense, Harvest. She introduced Detective Jane Rizzoli in The Surgeon (2001) and Dr. Maura Isles in The Apprentice (2002) and has gone on to write numerous other titles in the celebrated Rizzoli & Isles series, most recently The Mephisto Club, The Keepsake, Ice Cold, The Silent Girl, Last to Die, and Die Again. Her latest novel is the stand-alone thriller Playing with Fire. A physician, Tess Gerritsen lives in Maine.

From the Hardcover edition.

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BookAddictFL More than 1 year ago
This is Tess Gerritsen at her best! While Ice Cold is part of an ongoing series, this could easily be read as a stand-alone novel. Maura Isles goes to a pathologists' convention in Wyoming but never returns home. Detective Jane Rizzoli goes out to the frigid wilderness of the small Wyoming community to find her friend. What follows is filled with relentless suspense that will keep you on edge until the very last page!
13RM13 More than 1 year ago
This is a story about survival under extreme conditions and the limits of love. Forty-two year old medical examiner, Maura Isles, is heartsick. She is in a relationship with Daniel Brophy, a Catholic priest. Their affair has not brought either of them much satisfaction or happiness. Daniel is reluctant to give up his calling and Maura is frustrated with his inability to make up his mind.(Reminds me of THORNBIRDS). Maura Isles is entirely out of her comfort zone at the end of a medical conference at the Four Seasons Resort in Wyoming. There, she meets a former classmate, pathologist Doug Comley, who is divorced. He asks Maura to accompany him and his friends on a trip to a cross-country ski lodge. She agrees. Doug loses his way in the endless snowy landscape, and they end up stranded. When Daniel and Boston detective, Jane Rizzoli, do not hear from Maura and are unable to contact her, they fear the worst. This is really one to keep you reading!Lots to enjoy!
theReader278 More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed reading Ice cold. The story was fantastic. Can only recommend.
sweetpeaSP More than 1 year ago
Maura Isles is heartbroken. She is in a relationship with Daniel Brophy, a Catholic priest, and things aren't going well. Boston medical examiner, 42 year old, Dr. Maura Isles is attending a convention in Wyoming. She joins some old friends on a ski trip to the nearby snow covered mountains. Their SUV stalls out on a remote snowy road as a blizzard strikes and the mystery begins and the plot thickens and you won't ever guess the ending! Several days later, Boston homicide detective Jane Rizzoli learns of Maura's death as her charred body was found in a ravine. Grieving Jane vows to learn what happened to her friend. Accompanying her to Wyoming is FBI agent Gabriel Dean and Father Daniel Brophy. The reader will probably lose some sleep over this one! This is a wonderful suspense thriller that will keep the reader breathless throughout! Other good ones: SEVEN YEAR SWITCH, EXPLOSION IN PARIS, TIME OF MY LIFE, CHILL FACTOR
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
It's always fun to catch up with these characters and see what they're up to, and to see them interact with new characters. This one took them away from Boston and I even though I finished it a couple weeks ago I still can feel the cold, see the views, and sense the anticipation.
Kristel66 More than 1 year ago
I think this is one of her best books. It draws you in from the beginning and holds your interest until the very end.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Absolutely loved this book! I read it a few years ago and loved it so much I had to read it again a few months ago it was that good. Very suspenseful and keeps the readers interest until the last page. I highly recommend this book to anyone who likes a good mystery. 
nrichNJ More than 1 year ago
Medical Examiner, Maura Isles, decides to take a spur-of-the-moment ski trip with a fellow doctor with whom she connected at a Wyoming medical conference only to find herself and her friends stranded because of a blizzard at the remote village of Kingdom Come, where twelve creepily identical houses stand abandoned. Slowly, the friends realize something terrible had happened in this small hamlet, but, much to their growing horror, the terror that inflicted the village is still at loose. As Maura struggles to survive, her friend, Boston homicide detective Jane Rizzoli, goes up against entrenched hostility toward outsiders as she desperately tries to find out what exactly happened to her friend.
ssrds More than 1 year ago
I have not yet finished the book, nearly done. It is gripping! Since there is also a TV show you can put the characters in their places and see them as you read. Kept me on the edge of my seat, so to speak. I will reach more of her books for sure.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I read and enjoyed a few (but not all) of the Rizzoli and Isles books and this one stands out. Lots of unexpected twists and turns.
carolinamomma More than 1 year ago
Ice Cold is #8 in the Rizzoli and Isles series. As with the others, it is edge of the seat suspense with a dark edge that will make you jumpy. Fast paced story that keeps you guessing until the very end. I wish Gerritsen could turn these out once a month. I'd go broke buying them all.
emmi331 More than 1 year ago
Tess Gerritsen has crafted a tight thriller centered around a polygamous cult with a charismatic but perverted leader in the northwestern wilderness. Maura Isles becomes entangled with one of their runaways while on an unplanned road trip in Idaho. The suspense begins building early and rarely lets up. And a couple of surprise solutions to two different death scenes adds to the overall plot. I have to be honest and say I didn't really like Tanya Eby's reading of this novel. She was fine on the prose sections, but couldn't handle dialogue well - her characters don't come across believably. I recommend reading the book rather than listening to it, but either way it's good value for the time spent.
paatcmc More than 1 year ago
I love Tess. I have read every single one of her books and loved them. This, however was a big disappointment. There is none of that Isles/Rizzoli team work. The fates of several of the characters was left a mystery. Normally there is a murder mystery, here it was very slow to develop. Overall, I would not recommend. I would recommend The Surgeon
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is a gripping story with a somewhat anticlimactic ending. Although the solution was a bit of a letdown, it was an apt end. I loved the book and have since purchased additional titles in the series.
Carlissa More than 1 year ago
The suspense and plot twists kept me turning pages far into the night and it was hard to put down so I could get some sleep. Fortunately, I had plenty of time today to finish reading this eerie story. Although I love Gerritsen's writing (and this book is no exception), some of the plot twists seem to have been left hanging or not satisfactorily resolved. I am looking forward to seeing what TNT does with this series in July. The Bone Garden is still my favorite book written by Tess Gerritsen.
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Starts off weird but then keeps you reading until you've read the whole whole book. It took me 2 days to read it.
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Will read more Gerritsen in the future.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This series has been good so far but it just keeps getting better. Each story seems better than the last and I am looking forward to the rest of the series. The author doesn't seem to be running out of good ideas for plotlines like so many others. Instead of resting on the strength of her past work, she just keeps raising the bar higher. Stephanie Clanahan
LHoltz More than 1 year ago
Tess Gerritsen really shook it up in this book. You get a more in-depth look at Maura Isles and how she thinks. You follow her to a conference where her life takes a sudden turn with an impulsive decision. Good read.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Go where u see halie
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