Trapper Tommy works the woods of Florida, trapping all kinds of wildlife for his customers who don't want raccoons, possums, squirrels, or skunks near them. But after finding some mangled carcasses, Tommy comes to realize there's something much bigger and much scarier out there than anything he's ever faced before.<br><br>On the night of a full moon, Trapper Tommy gets trapped himself, and what he finds will change his life forever.

The Tale of Trapper Tommy

The hog lay in a small clearing. It looked like it had been a campsite: the ground was clean of leaves and the palmettos had been cut back. A fire circle was burnt in the middle, black ashes within a group of rocks. Live oaks branched overhead to make the glade shady and dry. 


The hog was in the same shape as the gator. And hogs stink, dead or alive. This one was an old boar and through the blood and gore I could make out the cheery plaid of its coat. the Sammy’s hog. One hind leg was tore off and hunks of flesh were ripped off its haunch. The fur was matted with blood, and caked entrails roped over its body. He lay on his side, flies lighting on his open eyes. His tusks were curved and clean.


He hadn’t gotten a swipe in against his killer. Weird.


I thumbed my Nextel. Rudy was there in ten minutes.


Chapter 3