I love outdoor mysteries. This is a good deer camp one. A bit of C.J. Box flavor.
First paragraphs
"CHAPTER 1 The cigarette burned bright red and crackled softly as the killer sucked down a deep drag. The smoke filled his lungs and he held it as long as he could. It curled like a staircase to the star-studded sky when he released it from his nose. A smoker since the first time he swiped a Winston from his old man as a teenager, nothing calmed his nerves like a heater. He’d never given much thought to quitting. And lately, he hadn’t been thinking far enough into the future to ponder lung cancer or emphysema or any of that. This could change things, though. The killer wedged himself as close to the tall maple as possible. When last the leaves hung on its branches, they were brilliant reds and deep oranges. The forest looked like someone put a match to it. Now, he sat amongst the leaves, dead and lifeless on the ground. A poorly placed knot dug into his back. If he needed to be completely still, he may have found another tree. But his present location afforded him what he needed most: Clear sight lines and an easy escape. He wiped a bead of sweat from his face with his forearm, pulled down a black knit cap to cover his ears and forehead, and slid his coat sleeves over black leather gloves that extended just beyond his wrist. Steam rose from his mouth and nose as he breathed in and out, though the temperature – he thought, anyway – was still somewhere in the 40s. Still, it was time to wait. May as well be comfortable. Had the men in the cabin 40 yards away stared directly at the woods, they may have seen the cigarette’s hot tip puncture the night’s darkness like a firefly. As it were, they were inside, finishing their meal."
Albert, Joe (2012-05-15). Two Shots (Kindle Locations 16-32). . Kindle Edition.