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 woke in the morning with Jim's arms around her. The pain of Ryley's loss hit her, but for the first time she thought she might survive this. There were others hurting like she did. Time she did something to recognize the wound to the community.


She started by making coffee and putting toast on for Jim. The snow had stopped and he'd be going to work. He appeared in the kitchen looking rumpled and wonderful. She walked over and gave him a hug.


"I'll be fine." She poured him a coffee. "You have work to do, you promised Georgia. I have work to do too."


"OK then." Jim sipped at his coffee and spread peanut butter on his toast. "Call me if you need anything." He finished his coffee, then with a kiss and a hug, he went out the door. Leigh didn't look at the TV, but went to her office. She'd start with Jake's mother. She was a single mom who stayed in town because she didn't have anywhere else to go.


Chapter Twenty-Eight