Author:
Alex McGilvery has been reading since before he can remember, and writing almost that long. He has published 18 books and is author and editor at his imprint Celticfrog Publishing. He lives in Kamloops with his dog and the stories clawing their way out of his head.

A white moose, seen as a spirit animal by the Cree is shot. The hunters are murdered, then the hunting lodges burned to the ground. A group calling themselves the White Moose Clan has declared war on Canada and Spruce Bay is caught in the middle. Jim and Leigh struggle with escalating tensions between groups in town as events spiral out of control.

Spruce Bay

Leigh staggered in the door and collapsed in the chair. She was exhausted, but she'd made it through the first day. Ryley hadn't said a word through the entire time, but neither had he caused any trouble. 


She had a bad moment in the hall after recess and dozens of children ran inside at the bell. With the cold outside most of them wore scarves and hats. What saved her was they were peeling them off as they came.


"How did your day go?" Jim went to the oven to check on something and delicious smells wafted out of it. "I looked up a recipe for roast rabbit. I didn't want you telling Steve we hadn't eaten it yet.


"It smells divine." Leigh took a deep breath. "Just let me sit here for a week or two."


"Not too bad actually," Leigh said, "Some families moved away and one came back. This Ryley kid is infamous it seems. He's built like a tank, but so far he's just sat there and said nothing."


Chapter 39