By Jessica Speart
Agressive and self sufficient, agent Rachel Porter has lengthy been a thorn within the aspect of the U.S. Fish and natural world carrier -- and for her sins, she's been assigned to distant Montana. during this chilly, windswept kingdom of personal militias and survivalists, grizzlies are being killed at an alarming expense. And whereas following up on a rumor that somebody from the neighborhood Blackfeet tribe is liable, Rachel uncovers a fair extra bad fact: local american citizens are mysteriously disappearing in addition. during this land that the Unabomber referred to as domestic, it seems that endangered animals and people are both reasonable online game. And the subsequent casualty could be one gutsy flora and fauna agent who refuses to permit napping bears lie.
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The place was packed with scruffy-looking cowboys, along with an assemblage of down-and-out derelicts. M. the bar was in full swing. The result was a Western version of Hickey’s skid row saloon from O’Neill’s The Iceman Cometh. Except this dive had a little something extra—an enormous bison head hanging on its wall. A KILLING SEASON 41 Contributing to the atmosphere was the ching, ching, ching of keno machines, which provided just the right amount of background noise. Surprisingly, a collection of riﬂes remained intact over the bar—especially when one considered the clientele who patronized the place.
The sign over the men’s room read GUNS, while the ladies’ room was designated HOLSTERS. During the lull in the entertainment, the biker on the next bar stool ﬁnally noticed I was there. Lucky me. The sum total of Biker Bob’s charm was encapsulated in the phrase written across the back of his tee-shirt. If You Can Read This, the Bitch Fell Off! She must have gotten in one last good lick before she left, because Biker Bob sported a black eye. He ﬁnished his drink and slammed the glass down on the bar.
How apropos. ” Jonesy heartily acknowledged. I gave him a healthy tip. “Thanks. Just do me a favor. Get me the babe’s name and number, in case she ends up being ﬁred. Maybe I can convince the boss to introduce live entertainment here at the Ox. ” Jonesy grinned. I had to admit, he was more clever than I would’ve suspected. ” Naturally. After all, this was Montana. One would have to be naïve to assume that investigating anything here would be easy. I made a mental note to pop into Big Bertha’s on my way back to the rez tonight.