Chapter 4

Sports writer and a cheechakogreenhorn. Shit, the kid’s an accident waiting to happen and about the last thing I need to get tied up with. Lad ought to have a keeper. 2

Grey swallowed his disappointment. He hadn’t gotten off to a great start with Norgard, but up close, the big man was even more impressive than he’d appeared on television. He must be six-foot-six and built like a small mountain.

Gruff, though not really hostile. Yeah, of course he’s right. This is serious stuff, with the cold and snow, moose and wolves, and God knows what else out there.