“Canadian law knows no excuse for killing. I must take your father to the post.”
Damn right! Nobody messes with Canadian law, especially in the thick of rural Quebec; and never when it’s Captain Rydal of the RCMP slapping the cuffs on you. Rydal’s got his man, alright—a backwoods Quebecois who’s just stabbed a drifter to death on his own front stoop. Now, he only did that because the drifter’s pal was trying to rape his daughter, but that’s up to Canadian law to sort out, so off he must go. And off he does go—right off a cliff, because the would-be rapist is Rydal, who’s ‘captain’ by virtue of running a ship, and only wears a Mountie’s uniform because he had the real Mountie shot. When you live in the woods, the only people you can trust are the animals.
