By Dean Koontz
The arctic evening is never-ending. the terror is numbing. Screams freeze within the throat. demise arrives in colors of white. And cold-blooded homicide turns out correct at home.
undertaking a wierd and pressing test at the Arctic icefield, a staff of scientists has planted sixty robust explosive fees that may detonate at nighttime. earlier than they could withdraw to the protection in their base camp, a shattering tidal wave breaks unfastened the ice on which they're operating. Now they're hopelessly marooned on an iceberg in the course of a violent iciness hurricane. The bombs underneath them are buried irretrievably deep . . . and ticking. and so they realize that one in all them is an murderer with a challenge of his personal.