Category: The Liam Campbell Novels

“It doesn’t matter if it’s my fault or not. It will be by the time I get there.”

  On either side Newenham airport fell rapidly away from them and Liam’s stomach gave its usual takeoff flip-flop.  “She’s going to kill me,” he muttered through clenched teeth. He hadn’t meant to be heard but the headset was a good one and Prince turned her head to stare.  “Why would she be mad at you?” The…

Read more “It doesn’t matter if it’s my fault or not. It will be by the time I get there.”

It had not been a fun summer.

And now here Rebecca was, five months later, waking up in a one-room shack deep in a canyon somewhere between the Wood River Mountains, which together formed part of the southwestern curve of the Alaska Range.  The mine sat on a creek in a deep, narrow crevice formed between three mountains four, five and six thousand…

Read more It had not been a fun summer.

“Could have been a bear,” Charlene told Liam. Two others had had their canoe shot out from under them on Three Lake. “Probably not a bear,” Liam told Charlene.

Neither one of them was a pilot, so they chartered Wy Chouinard to fly them into their preferred hunting area, the long, level plateau between the broad plain that sloped down into the Nushagak River on the east and the Wood River Mountains on the west, where a small but fecund herd of caribou fattened…

Read more “Could have been a bear,” Charlene told Liam. Two others had had their canoe shot out from under them on Three Lake. “Probably not a bear,” Liam told Charlene.

“Okay, you can be boss.”

“Anything else?” “Yeah, the phone was ringing when I walked in the door.  Some guy, name of Montgomery, looking for–” “Lyle Montgomery, looking for his daughter,” Liam said with a sigh, and glanced at the calendar.  First of September, first of the month.  Montgomery was right on schedule. “You know him?” “He’s got a daughter missing.  Name of Cheryl.”  Liam…

Read more “Okay, you can be boss.”

“…turning and banking again she came around for a second pass, this time waiting another fifteen seconds before she dropped the mailbag.”

Next up was a zig to Akamanuk, perching precariously on the edge of the Nushagak River two big bends above Newenham.  She buzzed the homestead, two buildings, a short airstrip crowded with trees and a tilled rectangle of earth with what looked like a very healthy crop of potatoes.  Ted came out and peered skyward.  She turned, banked,…

Read more “…turning and banking again she came around for a second pass, this time waiting another fifteen seconds before she dropped the mailbag.”

A seven-foot Jayco popup camper perched unsteadily in the back of a Ford F250 truck is not the best of all possible beds for a six-foot-two-inch man.

A seven-foot Jayco popup camper perched unsteadily in the back of a Ford F250 truck is not the best of all possible beds for a six-foot-two-inch man.  Even sleeping corner to corner, Liam’s feet still stuck over the edge, there was no toilet, no shower and no place to hang his clothes, in particular his…

Read more A seven-foot Jayco popup camper perched unsteadily in the back of a Ford F250 truck is not the best of all possible beds for a six-foot-two-inch man.

His head didn’t fall off so he was more patient than he might have been.

Liam squinted at her through his one good eye.  “You didn’t say Donohoe had somebody with him.” “He didn’t.” Liam sighed and shifted carefully in a tentative attempt to sit upright.  His head didn’t fall off so he was more patient than he might have been.  “Look, Prince, you’ve obviously discovered some new evidence that…

Read more His head didn’t fall off so he was more patient than he might have been.

All he could think of was what the salt water was going to do to his freshly-cleaned and only other uniform.

The Bay Rover speeded up.  Forgetting where he was, Liam yelled, “Faster!” “We’re almost up on the step as it is,” Prince yelled back.  “We go any faster we’ll take off, and there’s no room!” Larsgaard looked over his shoulder, saw the Cessna bearing down on his port stern and pointed the bow of the…

Read more All he could think of was what the salt water was going to do to his freshly-cleaned and only other uniform.

They might be a little rat-bitten when you pulled them out again, but at least they’d be immediately to hand.

They landed in Kulukak and taxied the float plane to the dock.  The place was still shrouded in what seemed to be its perpetual cloak of mist.  No one was there to greet them, but then Liam hadn’t called to say they were coming.  He had confirmed with Charlene that there was no fishing period…

Read more They might be a little rat-bitten when you pulled them out again, but at least they’d be immediately to hand.