"Let us not speak of the snow that fell last winter."
I have only been reading this book for 1 day but I am almost finished, so far a boy, Sig is living with his mother Natasha, and his Sister Anna, his father died the day before. His father had warned that if a dangerous situation arose he should use the revolver.
His father took a shortcut across the frozen rive to the town to get the gold he had found checked for quality. But the ice under his sleigh cracked and he slid into the water, frozen, a lonely and horrible way to die. The dogs had tried to pull him out, but they were not strong enough. When Sig went out to find him, his skin ,blue and veins of ice covering his black, frostbitten nose, yes he was dead. But even the dead tell stories... Now in their hour of need, a stranger entered their small house, he was large, and he wore a rugged black coat and in his pocket he carried a revolver, a 0.75 inch magnum, a deadly weapon, one slightly more advanced than the one his father had. The stranger tells him how he had worked with Sig's father and he found a huge piece of gold which was real. He gave it to Sig's father but the stranger said he never got it back. The next morning the stranger came again and asked for some coffee. Sig went down into the cellar and, instead of grabbing the coffee Sig looked at the revolver. Stuck on it was a note, a note saying
"In your hour of need, pray"
Sig had no idea what that meant, but he took the revolver out and carried it up,
The stranger said
"What do you have there little boy?"
But Sig was not distracted by the comment, he showed the revolver and pointed it at the Stranger.
The Stranger didn't flinch, he gave a small grin and pointed his revolver at Natasha,
The Stranger knew the technology of the gun, or at least he thought he did. He thought that the gun wasn't loaded but how wrong he was. He fell back with that grin still on his face. He was bleeding from the chest. Sig's first pistol shot, one right into the chest, the stranger was dead. Natasha, being very religious said that to thank their great luck they should pray and thank god for this event. When they looked inside, they saw that the bible had two pages stuck together, they separated them. Their father had left a map showing the location of the gold, buried just outside of their house. With this Sig found out what "In your hour of need, pray" meant. He went ouside and grabbed the gold and with that they were rich again.
The blurb goes:
Its 1910 In a cabin north of the Artic circle. In a place murderously cold and desolate, Sig Anderson is Alone.
Except for the corpse of his father , frozen to death that morning when he fell through the ice in the lake.
The cabin is silent, so silent, and theres a knock on the door.
It's a stranger, and his extraordinary story of gold dust and gold lust unwinds, Sig's thoughts turn more and more to his father's prized possesion, a Colt Revolver, hidden in the storeroom.
A revolver waiting to be used.
726 pages of pure action.
