IT'S DARK IN ANTLER PASS. MOOSE COP'S ALARM RINGS. HE DOZED OFF IN THE SQUAD CAR AND HAD THE DREAM AGAIN - THE SEPTEMBER AIR, THE GUN SHOT, THE BLAZE ORANGE VEST. WATCHING THE LIFE HE AND MOOSE WIFE WERE GOING TO MAKE FALL AWAY LIKE AUTUMN LEAVES. FOLLOWING THE TRAIL UNTIL IT WENT COLD IN THE CAMPGROUND PARKING LOT. THE ONE CASE HE CAN'T SOLVE.
HE SNORTS, SHAKES A WILLOW BRANCH OUT OF A HUGE PRESCRIPTION BOTTLE AND CHEWS. TODAY, SYRUP SMUGGLERS. TOMORROW, VENGEANCE.