German maybe? He couldn’t tell, but started off in the direction the strange language was coming from. The arguing was getting louder and was definitely not English. No point in scaring them he probably looked like that guy from Wolf Creek as it was – he’d been told as much more than once, although maybe a good fright was what they needed. He removed his gloves and briefly considered taking his rifle, which was leaning against the bank, but changed his mind. Gabe finished his work and packed the tools off to one side. He didn’t have time for this shit, but the last thing he wanted was a search party stumbling onto his gear while looking for dopey bloody foreigners lost out here. He’d have to go and find out what the commotion was about, point them in the right direction and send them on their merry way with a smile, a wave, and a good story to take back home about the friendly Aussie bushie they met in the middle of nowhere. Gabe swore in a low growl, spitting out the curse as he covered his trap. Probably stupid fucking backpackers who’d gone and hired a tourer and then got themselves horribly lost. He guessed three, maybe four, men were arguing. Voices echoed but he couldn’t make out what they were saying he wasn’t even sure it was English, but somebody clearly wasn’t happy. Gabe lowered his head and kept working, listening for any sign they were getting closer. That’s all he needed a bunch of half-cut shooters driving over his gear. Locals on a roo-shoot perhaps, maybe even Bobby’s mates with their newly acquired grog. It came from the other side of the watercourse, so he doubted they would spot his ute parked a few hundred metres behind him. Gabe was hunched over, halfway through resetting his last trap on the edge of a shallow creek bed, when he heard the vehicle. Michael supplied two images for us to imagine the terrain and the landscape ‘Tough, fast and hard – my kind of book’ LEE CHILD #Australian wild dogs plus#OUT NOW There’s an excerpt below, plus Michael answers The 3 Big Questions about writing the book His main opponent is Chase Hunter, a kangaroo hunter with bush skills as wily and sharp as his own.Īs the old dogger and roo-shooter go head to head, Gabe will need all his cunning to come out of this alive… Now, with a gang of people smugglers on his tail and the lives of Altair’s family on the line, Gabe is drawn into a ruthless game of cat and mouse. Until one morning, when he rescues a young Afghan man, Altair, from certain execution. Still coming to terms with his wife’s death – and the part he played in it – the old bushman leads a solitary life. In the drought-ridden rangelands of Western Australia, Gabe Ahern makes his living trapping wild dogs for local station owners. ‘ Wild Dogs is a page-turning action thriller set in the WA outback, introducing Australia’s answer to Jack Reacher’
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