Shot Across Still Water

The lake was still. Too still.When a lone hunter pushes his canoe into the quiet backwater, he's chasing nothing more than meat for the winter and a stretch of peace no town can offer. But the wilderness don't forget—and it don't forgive.A single shot cracks across the water.Then another.And the hunt turns cold.Tracks don't match the deer. The woods hold their breath. And somewhere beyond the tree...