Warning: Spoilers spoken here. Some of you said Jim, but you weren’t working hard enough. Think Max. “Alaska’s Mounties,” he repeated, “that was us, the territorial police. TPs, they called us. Weren’t that many of us. I remember figuring once that if you divided the square miles of Alaska by the number of state…
ONE “I’ll get it,” Kate said, and fetched the Crisco forthwith. Auntie Vi eyed her. “Your auntie not that old, Katya.” “I know, auntie,” Kate said. “But I was closer.” She had, in fact, been in the next room at the time, but Auntie Vi, exercising monumental, not to mention unnatural restraint, forbore to comment.…
From A Taint in the Blood, the fourteenth Kate Shugak novel: Johnny Morgan, elbows on the railing, watched from the deck. It was pitiful, was what it was. Here was this tiny little woman, couldn’t weigh 120 pounds wringing wet, facing down this big, strong, good-looking guy, an Alaska state trooper no less, a man…