Welp, those feral hogs have somehow managed to make their way up from Texas to the hinterlands of Maine (Seriously? Yeah, really.) But when game warden Mike Bowditch is asked to take care of them (they are in his neck of the woods after all), he also discovers the recent shallow grave of a dead baby well, at least, most of it. At least there is DNA evidence.
Which, oddly enough, matches the DNA of a young woman who went missing on a rafting trio four years ago. Something really doesn’t add up here, and the worst of it is Mike knows, or thought he knew, many of the people involved. They are his neighbors, after all. And where has this woman been for the last four years anyway? It’s odd how so many in this small town just don’t want to know. And they aren’t afraid of showing their displeasure.
But our boy Mike is, as usual, laser focused on solving the case, no matter how many lives may be upended by his doing so. Good thing, for at the end, instead of being fired for stepping on too many toes, he is actually (spoiler alert!) promoted into Maine law enforcement as an inspector detective, since that is obviously his true calling in life, for even though his actual job has been to write people up for bagging wild turkeys out of season or fishing without a license, a murdered body will invariable pop up in his vicinity. Now I’m curious to see how it will go that he’s legit.