Gold Fever — Dana Stabenow

“He smelled him before he saw him, a thin man who hadn't shaved in a month and who hadn't showered in longer than that. He was dressed in a pair of ragged shorts and he held a pump-action twelve-gauge shotgun, the business end pointed at the Cessna.”

Gold fever can do strange things to a man -- drive him to turn his back on civilization and civilized ways, and kill to protect the mere hope of a lucky strike. Alaskans know this better than most, and Dana Stabenow knows Alaska.