I first read Therese Heckenkamp’s Catholic suspense novel Frozen Footprints about a year ago. A big fan of Heckenkamp’s work (after reading her debut novel, Past Suspicion), I meant to do a review of Frozen Footprints when I finished it; but I procrastinated just long enough to realize that if I wanted to do the book justice, I would have to re-read it so that I could write about it while the details were still fresh in my mind.
I recently did read Frozen
Footprints again--and boy, am I ever glad I did! I remembered that I couldn’t stop turning the
pages the first time I read it, anxious to see what was going to happen
next. And I remembered that faith played
a huge role in the story. But I actually
had a deeper appreciation of Heckenkamp’s award-winning book (a recipient of
the Catholic Writers Guild Seal of Approval) the second time I read it, even
though I knew exactly what was going to happen this time around. I was struck by just how deft a storyteller
she is, and just how expertly and movingly she has woven elements of the
Catholic Faith into this edge-of-your-seat thriller.
The story revolves around the kidnapping of Maxwell Goodwyne
Perigard III ("Max"), the teenage grandson of Maxwell Goodwyne Perigard I and the twin brother of Charlene. The twins have been under the care of their
selfish and tight-fisted grandfather since their father’s accidental death left them orphans a couple of
years back. Grandfather is an
extremely wealthy man who lives in a lavish mansion, complete with a chapel for
Mass (although outside the doors of this chapel, he doesn’t come close to acting
like a Christian); his great wealth—along with the ruthless business tactics he has
employed--make him a perfect target for acts of revenge.
When Max suddenly goes missing, his grandfather assumes he’s
just playing a prank and doesn’t take it seriously at all. After all, he’s threatened to run away many
times in the past. Charlene, however,
receives a frightening call from the kidnapper, with instructions for
delivering a $2 million ransom, and she intuitively knows this is no joke. When the police, over whom her grandfather
has undue influence, refuse to look into the matter properly, Charlene starts
doing her own detective work. Her sleuthing
leads her to Max; but unfortunately, she also ends up being taken captive by
the same crazed, vengeful, violent man who kidnapped her brother. The two siblings are locked in a cold,
tomb-like hole, underneath a lonely ramshackle cabin in the middle of nowhere. There is no phone, no electricity…and most
likely, no way out. And because it's winter and the outside world is blanketed with white, if they attempt escape
they will leave easy-to-follow footprints in the snow.
Heckenkamp has created a truly terrifying character in kidnapper
Abner Morrow; he is a brutal, evil man who is undoubtedly possessed by the forces
of darkness. He is utterly barbaric in
his treatment of the Perigard twins--and even his younger brother Clay, who unwittingly
becomes part of the kidnapping plan, is not spared the violence of his words
and his fists. She has also created one
of the most resourceful and determined characters in Charlene Perigard, who is about
as fully rounded-out as any character I’ve come across in my reading travels of
late. She goes through the whole gamut
of emotions in the course of the story: despair
at the hopelessness of their situation; hope,
which keeps her working tirelessly to come up with a way to survive the ordeal;
anger—at God, at the kidnappers; empathy--for Clay, who in a way is as
much a victim as she and Max; and ultimately, deep faith, which sustains her in her darkest hours.
My husband, a former military man, used to repeat that
well-known adage, “There are no atheists in foxholes.” Yet it is rare in this secularized world of
ours to find characters in books or movies who turn to God when they are in
extremely dangerous and terrifying situations and their lives are in mortal
danger. It is rare to see them turn to
prayer for comfort and refuge. Heckenkamp’s
characters aren’t all as strong in their faith as they should or could be when
the story begins; but when they are thrown together into a living nightmare—a true
life-or-death situation—they do turn to Him.
Sometimes, in their desperation, they wonder if He’s listening at
all. But they do pray. And a Rosary Charlene has in her pocket when
she’s taken captive proves to be a life-saver, in more ways than one.
This book really has it all, truly. It’s a page-turning thrill ride; but it’s
also an insightful character study, and there are even hints of a love story in
there. Most of all, Frozen Footprints is a testament to the Catholic Faith, and how it
makes sense of the most senseless hardships and sufferings in life. Heckenkamp shows that to believe is to know
real courage in the face of fear. The
last page of this book illustrates this message so beautifully that it will
bring tears to your eyes.
Highly recommended!
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This one goes on my summer list. Sounds absolutely gripping!
ReplyDeleteI think you'll like it. I'm not really even a huge fan of the suspense genre, and I thought this was great.
DeleteWhat a fabulous review! Thank you from the bottom of my heart, Laura!!!
ReplyDeleteNothing pleases me more than to know you are pleased with it, Therese. I owe you a debt of gratitude, I really do--and the least I can do is to help promote your excellent works. :)
DeleteI downloaded it to my Kindle and read it. What a great book!!
ReplyDeleteThat was fast--in true Harding style! We sure do love to read, don't we? I remember when the new TV Guide would come in the mail, I used to have to fight people (our other sister, for one) to read the articles in it first. (It was a little pathetic--if I had nothing else to read, I read the backs of the cereal boxes while I ate!)
DeleteI know, I love to read and can read a book in a day if I really like it. This one was great!
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