The Packers of Green Bay
Darkest Before The Dawn
The fog had not merely blanketed Grand Bank. It had swallowed it up completely. He was glad he was in town and not on the highway this morning, where the lurking danger of roadside moose made driving dangerous at all times and potentially deadly on a morning like this. He pulled his Jeep into the Grand Bank RCMP detachment parking lot at the same time as another RCMP cruiser. “Good morning, Harry,” said Windflower. “Good morning, boss,” said Constable Harry Frost, returning from his last highway run of the shift. Frost was now the second-longest serving Mountie in the area,...