Let me start by saying this: Patrick Logan's 'Frozen Stiff' is like chugging a double shot of espresso - it jolts you awake and doesn't let up. The premise alone hooked me - a rookie FBI agent chasing a serial killer who leaves victims frozen in Alaska snow, missing their feet. Creepy? Absolutely. Effective? You bet.

The good stuff first: Chase Adams is refreshingly raw as a protagonist. Her 'visions' when touching victims add a paranormal twist I didn't see coming. That scene where she first experiences one in the morgue? Chills (pun intended). The Alaska setting is brilliantly utilized too - I could practically feel my fingers going numb reading those scenes where Chase shivers without her winter coat.

But here's the rub - the FBI procedures made me raise an eyebrow harder than Martinez judging Chase's wardrobe choices. An untrained agent getting mysterious midnight calls to fly to crime scenes? Even for fiction, that stretched credibility thinner than airport security plastic wrap. And don't get me started on those editing errors - they popped up like uninvited jump scares.

Yet here's the thing: I devoured this in one sitting. The short chapters create that addictive 'just one more' momentum, and the Boston twist genuinely surprised me (though seasoned thriller readers might spot the killer sooner). It's not perfect, but like that questionable diner coffee at 3AM during a case, it gets the job done with surprising effectiveness.

Final verdict? 3.5 stars rounded up for sheer entertainment value. If you can overlook procedural inaccuracies and want a quick, engaging thriller with an intriguing psychic twist, Chase Adams' debut delivers enough frozen corpses and red parkas to satisfy your crime fiction cravings.