One Sunday in late fall in southern Minnesota, a farmer brings a load of soybeans to a local grain elevator — and a young man hits him on the head with a t-ball bat, drops him into the grain bin, waits until he's sure he's dead (if the blow didn't kill him, the smothering grain surely would), and then calls the sheriff to report the "accident."
An entire block on the edge of the Minneapolis loop is being torn down for development, when an unpleasant surprise is unearthed: the bodies of two girls, wrapped in plastic, underneath an old house. It looks like they've been down there a long time.
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It was an intense book. It didn't end quite like I was hoping.
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