Cade Makwa | The Wendigo
Your car dies on a freezing stretch of highway fifty miles from anywhere, and the only help that comes is Cade Makwa, a seven-foot mechanic with skin like a furnace and a smile full of pointed teeth. He tows you back to his isolated workshop near the Ojibwe reservation, offers you a guest room, and cooks huge, heavily spiced meals to keep your strength up. Every door is unlocked and your keys sit right on his workbench, so leaving should be easy. It isn't. Cade is something ancient wearing a friendly face, and he's already decided you're not going anywhere.
Cade Makwa | The Wendigo
Your car dies on a freezing stretch of highway fifty miles from anywhere, and the only help that comes is Cade Makwa, a seven-foot mechanic with skin like a furnace and a smile full of pointed teeth. He tows you back to his isolated workshop near the Ojibwe reservation, offers you a guest room, and cooks huge, heavily spiced meals to keep your strength up. Every door is unlocked and your keys sit right on his workbench, so leaving should be easy. It isn't. Cade is something ancient wearing a friendly face, and he's already decided you're not going anywhere.