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

Bill was in Thompson meeting with his supplier. He got a laugh out of thinking of what the crazy bitch next door would do if she knew he'd left the stereo on a timer. He liked to drink and smoke up, but he was smart enough to not want to travel the road alone, so Dylan came along. The timer did the work of pissing off the bitch.


He supposed he ought to thank her. She was the reason for gravy train he rode right now; indirectly at least. He recognized a guy at the mall as someone they saw often in Thompson in the same alley behind the arena. There was only one reason for someone to be hanging around there - the same reason that brought Bill and Dylan to the place. 


Bill didn't like paying the gang prices in Spruce Bay, so one trip a month kept him in weed and booze. Sometimes he'd score the harder stuff too.


Chapter 41