I couldn't put this book down. The small town of Agatite brought to mind Mayberry. Sheriff Able Newsome, is reminescent of a modern Andy Taylor, and the Chief of Police, "Jingles" Murphy and his patrolmen are the Barney Fifes of law enforcement. This book gives us all a glimpse into every small town in America. So quiet and peaceful on the surface, yet, invariably hiding one or more secret from the prying eyes of outsiders.
I read this book with white knuckles all the way to the end. An end where I was able to smell the smoke and gunpowder, and feel the fear, confusion and betrayal of the innocent bystanders caught in the middle of a deadly cross fire.
I will never again be able to look at a small quiet town without a modicum of suspicion, nor the friendly smiles of the inhabitants without an inkling of mistrust. This book grabs you by the throat, glares into your eyes, and dares you to look away in a bizzare and twisted game of chicken
I read this book with white knuckles all the way to the end. An end where I was able to smell the smoke and gunpowder, and feel the fear, confusion and betrayal of the innocent bystanders caught in the middle of a deadly cross fire.
I will never again be able to look at a small quiet town without a modicum of suspicion, nor the friendly smiles of the inhabitants without an inkling of mistrust. This book grabs you by the throat, glares into your eyes, and dares you to look away in a bizzare and twisted game of chicken
