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

Georgia leaned forward in the seat as if it could make the car go faster. The ugliness of the shattered mall didn't depress her as it usually did. She was too focused on getting to Tom. The glass at the front of the Hospital had been repaired with plywood. She ran into the hospital and saw her mom.


"Why didn't you tell me Tom was in the hospital?" she said.


"I'm not allowed to, Georgia." She hugged her. "As much as I wish I could."


"He's in ICU, or the closest thing we have to one. He's in bad shape Georgia."


"I know, if you need to talk afterward, come and find me." Her mother gave her a final squeeze and sent her off in the direction of the room. 


Tom's dad sat outside the room. He didn't look like he'd slept in days.


"Hello, Mr. McCrey," Georgia stood in front of him.


"Hi," he said, "call me Joe. I'm never sure who this Mr. McCrey is."


"I'm sorry about Tom. Is there anything I can do?"


Chapter Forty-Five