Justin Mabry was looking for a quiet town to recuperate from his divorce and raise his twelve-year-old son. Clark Fork was tucked away in the Rocky Mountains of North Idaho and seemed to offer the simplicity and solitude he desperately needed. But Mabry soon discovered his troubles were far from over. What should have been a memorable Little League game became a matter of principle, a time to teach his son that doing the right thing could be costly. Yet the price Justin Mabry was about to pay was far beyond anything he, or the United States government, could have imagined.