A SPINE-CHILLING THRILLER
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A mutilated body of a gruesome murder-execution dangles high in a tree above two American Indians beating the shit out of rival gangbangers. Once caught, 25-year-old Oneida Indian FBI Agent Megan Little Valley interrogates the Native American gang members inside the Pyramid Lake Indian Reservation's police station. Little Valley bumps into disgraced New York City police officer Richie Eccles, a burnout white boy who grew up on the Pyramid Lake Rez. He fucking hates himself for killing of a 12-year-old black kid, ruled "justified" by an appeals court. For some reason, Richie still loves the Rez and its crazy citizens.
Harvard-educated outsider Megan gets no help with the murder investigation from Rez folk. As the murder-executions start piling up, she partners with Richie to solve the grisly serial killings. Their hatred for each other is tempered only by their desire to stop the escalating ritual bloodshed. Megan believes the killings are inspired by Renaissance artworks - depictions of public executions and tribal legends. Richie thinks she's crazy; an over-educated Ivy League liberal pretending to be an Indian. He realizes too late that his "flower children" parents lie at the heart of the murder-executions. Two highly educated serial killers, hiding in plain sight, stalk Megan as she pieces together the crimes. Taunting both law officers, the killers force Megan and Richie to doubt themselves and their allegiances. In a gruesome twist, the pair question why they ever wanted to be cops. In the end, Megan and Richie must fight each other to save their lives. |
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