Genore Guillory was one of the nicest people anyone in the small town of Clinton, Louisiana, had ever known. Then she was found dead—shot, stabbed, and beaten. Investigators had few clues. A policeman was the primary suspect. But there were rumors...whispers of a burgeoning group of white supremacists who sold meth, fought pit bulls, and robbed graves.
What unfolded over the course of the four-year investigation was a twisted and sordid tale of small-town evil that shocked even hardened investigators and exposed the worst side of human nature.