Open Season (Movie Tie-In) (A Joe Pickett Novel) Paperback – December 21, 2021 by C. J. Box

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Author: Box C. J.

Color: Multicolor

Edition: Media tie-in

Package Dimensions: 24x207x252

Number Of Pages: 320

Release Date: 21-12-2021

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Don’t miss the Spectrum Originals series JOE PICKETT! The first novel in the #1 New York Times bestselling series featuring Wyoming Game Warden Joe Pickett—the book that launched one of the biggest, most reliable, and fastest growing franchises in commercial fiction!

Joe Pickett is the new game warden in Twelve Sleep, Wyoming, a town where nearly everyone hunts and the game warden—especially one like Joe who won’t take bribes or look the other way—is far from popular. When he finds a local hunting outfitter dead, splayed out on the woodpile behind his state-owned home, he takes it personally. Even after the discovery of two more bodies, and the resolution of the case by local police, Joe continues to investigate.

As Joe digs deeper into the murders, he soon discovers that the outfitter brought more than death to his backdoor: he brought Joe an endangered species, thought to be extinct, which is now living in his woodpile. But if word of this rare species gets out, it will destroy any chance of InterWest, a multi-national natural gas company, building an oil pipeline through the mountains and forests of Twelve Sleep. The closer Joe comes to the truth behind the outfitter murders, the endangered species, and InterWest, the closer he comes to losing everything he holds dear.
Review
“A great storyteller.”—Tony Hillerman

“A great crime novel.”—Lee Child

“A MUSCULAR FIRST NOVEL…Box writes as straight as his characters shoot, and he has a stand-up hero to shoulder his passionate concerns about endangered lives and liberties.” —
The New York Times Book Review

“SUPERB…Without resorting to simplistic blacks and whites, Box fuses ecological themes, vibrant descriptions of Wyoming’s wonders and peculiarities, and fully fleshed characters into a debut of riveting tensions.” —
Publishers Weekly (starred review)

“Box’s book has it all—suspenseful plot, magnificent scenery and a flawed male hero who is tough but truly connected to his family… PROFOUNDLY MEMORABLE.” —
The Boston Herald

“A HIGH-COUNTRY PRESUMED INNOCENT that moves like greased lightning.” —
Kirkus Reviews (starred review)
About the Author
C. J. Box is the author of twenty Joe Pickett novels, six stand-alone novels, and a story collection. He has won the Edgar, Anthony, Macavity, Gumshoe, and Barry Awards, as well as the French Prix Calibre .38, and has been a
Los Angeles Times Book Prize finalist. His books have been translated into twenty-seven languages. He’s an executive producer of ABC TV’s
Big Sky, which is based on his Cody Hoyt/Cassie Dewell novels, as well as executive producer of the upcoming Joe Pickett television series for Paramount Studios/Spectrum Originals.
Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.
Chapter 1Joe lived, but it wasn’t something he was particularly proud of. It was now fall and Sunday morning dawned slate gray and cold. He was making pancakes for his girls when he first heard of the bloody beast who had come down from the mountains and tried to enter the house during the night.Seven-year-old Sheridan Pickett related her dream aloud to the stuffed bear that served as her confidant. Lucy, three and horrified, listened in. The television set was on even though the reception from the vintage satellite dish was snowy and poor, as usual.The monster, Sheridan said, had come down from the mountains through the dark, steep canyon behind the house very late last night. She watched it through a slit in the curtain on her window, just a few inches from the top bunk of her bed. The canyon was where Sheridan had always suspected a monster would come from, and she felt proud, if a bit fearful, that she had been right. The only light had been the moon through the dried leaves of the cottonwood tree. The monster had rattled the back gate before figuring out the latch and had then lurched clumsily (sort of like mummies in old movies) across the yard to the back door. Its eyes and tee