The Frozen Pass at Midnight
A Postwar Spy Thriller

About this book:

The war ended three years ago, but in the snow-choked valley of St. Jude, the fighting has only gone quiet. Captain Thomas Vance—cashiered by Whitehall, haunted by Berlin—drinks his plum brandy in exile, watching the frontier freeze over. Then a woman from his past kicks open the tavern door: Anouk, the mountain's deadliest wartime line runner, with word that a ghost just skied down a couloir no sane man would touch. He carried a Soviet submachine gun. He moved like a man running from something worse than the storm.

Trapped in a blizzard that has severed telegraph and rail, Vance and Anouk find themselves hunted across the ice by enemies who don't exist on any official map. From the shadowed chalet above the gorge to the avalanche-shattered railway, every trail leads deeper into a conspiracy that bridges the ruins of the Third Reich and the dawning Cold War. The border isn't a line on a map anymore—it's a killing ground where old loyalties curdle into betrayal, and the only way out is through the frozen pass at midnight.

Atmospheric, relentless, and steeped in the moral grey of a world redrawing its battle lines, *The Frozen Pass at Midnight* delivers classic espionage thrills with the bite of alpine wind. For readers who crave the tension of le Carré and the visceral action of Deighton, this is the spy novel winter was made for.