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From McDermid's webpage: "Four in the morning, mid-December, and snow is smothering St Andrews. Student Alex Gilbey and his three best friends are staggering home from a party when they stumble upon the body of a young woman.
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Bleak, plot-driven, unpretentious and spare.
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On Open Library, 6 have read it and 15 want to.
“Four in the morning, the dead of December.”
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