Nate was already gone when I had my first real taste of how unpleasant life had become in Alaska. One of the Chief’s men inspected Aatag’s pickup. I heard the children scream and turned to see a man with a shotgun hurling them to the ground through the cab door. I ran over just as he lifted the butt of his shotgun to strike Aatag in the…
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