On the first snowy night of winter, Detective
Inspector Vera Stanhope sets off for her home in the hills. Though the
road is familiar, she misses a turning and soon becomes lost and
disorientated. A car has skidded off the narrow road in front of her,
its door left open, and she stops to help. There is no driver to be
seen, so Vera assumes that the owner has gone to find help. But a cry
calls her back: a toddler is strapped in the back seat.
Vera
takes the child and, driving on, she arrives at a place she knows well.
Brockburn is a large, grand house in the wilds of Northumberland, now a
little shabby and run down. It’s also where her father, Hector, grew up.
Inside, there’s a party in full swing: music, Christmas lights and
laughter. Outside, unbeknownst to the revelers, a woman lies dead in the
snow.
As the blizzard traps the group deep in the freezing
Northumberland countryside, Brockburn begins to give up its secrets, and
as Vera digs deeper into her investigation, she also begins to uncover
her family’s complicated past.

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