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“A cocked .38 doesn't feel the same as an unprimed revolver. The frame tightens differently, the trigger is on a hair and this tension is communicated to you and the people around you.”

Quote by Adrian McKinty

Book:The Cold Cold Ground
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The Cold Cold Ground

In this suspenseful novel, readers are transported to a remote, snow-covered village where a series of mysterious events unfold. The story follows the protagonist as they navigate through a web of deceit, uncovering secrets that challenge their understanding of their own community. more

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Adrian McKinty
Adrian McKinty

Adrian McKinty is an Irish novelist known for his suspense and crime novels. Born in 1968, his works are often set in Ireland and Northern Ireland, blending historical and contemporary elements. more

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