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

"You can't trust anyone," Sergeant Gretta Aspen said, "especially the little fucking kids. We had a kid come in with cookies for our unit. We wouldn't eat them; you know what it's like over there. Some moron American scarfed the whole plate. Next thing he's in the hospital with crushed glass all through his guts."


"Oh, come on," Creeley said, "you don't think a little kid baked the glass into the cookies?"


"I don't care who baked the cookies, but they were meant to harm. People use kids to get past our defenses. There are no noncombatants anymore. Everyone is suspect."


Chapter Forty-Seven