Ice Hunter (Woods Cop Series #1)by Joseph Heywood
Meet Grady Service: a former Marine, renowned tracker, Conservation Officer, and the last person any errant hunter wants to cross. In Ice Hunter, the first of a new series of mysteries set in Michigan's Upper Peninsula, Service defends his turf with the tenacity of a bear and the wisdom of an ancient. He shuns all creature comforts and consumerism and is most at home… See more details below
Meet Grady Service: a former Marine, renowned tracker, Conservation Officer, and the last person any errant hunter wants to cross. In Ice Hunter, the first of a new series of mysteries set in Michigan's Upper Peninsula, Service defends his turf with the tenacity of a bear and the wisdom of an ancient. He shuns all creature comforts and consumerism and is most at home stalking the Mosquito Tract, his self-designated wilderness and the land protected by his C.O. father before him. Times are not easy for Service. As this summer season opens, he gets news that his nemesis, the despicable leader of an incestuous clan of poachers, is about to be released from prison. But something even more sinister is afoot in the Mosquito Tract - something that inspires greed far beyond the hunter going over his limit, something that involves giants of industry and politics (including the governor of the State of Michigan) - something that too easily renders human life dispensable. Service must call upon his every reserve to track, stalk, and hunt the "ice" hunter. Full of grit and wilderness lore, Ice Hunter show off Heywood's extraordinary talents Like his four earlier novels, which have gained him cult status for his intricate plots and outrageously unforgettable characters, Ice Hunter delivers and entices with the promise of more novels in the series to come. (6 1/4 X 9 1/4, 308 pages, map)
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The dog shadowed Service around the cabin in the early morning, staying close and watching, but not interfering."Take her along with you today," Kira said sleepily from the bed. "She'll be good company.""I can't. It's against regs.""Don't be so contrary. Just tell her what you want. She's better trained than you."His legs felt rubbery. His fear of dogs was entirely irrational, but it had always been there; he had tried several times to conquer it, to no avail."Okay," he said, pushing open the front door. The mastiff followed him out. When he opened the passenger door, the dog jumped up and sat down. It was embarrassing to be a conservation officer afraid of dogs."You'll do as I say," Service said to the dog as he slid behind the wheel.The dog woofed softly, taking him by surprise. "You don't understand a damn word I say. That was coincidence."The animal woofed again and stared at him."This is my truck and I'll do the talking." Damn Kira.Nantz's truck was already there when Service pulled in. Her feet were sticking out the driver's window. The sky was suggesting gray, morning twilight under way."Skeeters will make you their breakfast," he said, tickling one of her bare feet.Her feet recoiled slightly. "I've got a lot of testosterone," she said. "It keeps skeeters and men away."He smiled. "I doubt that. . ."
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