HarperCollins
In the summer of ’74, Boston was burning. Forced integration of Black kids into historically white schools, principally in the poorer neighborhoods of Roxbury and Dorchester, was making the white residents mad as hell. The cops were on the take, kids were coming home from Vietnam in body bags, and drugs were beginning to flow in courtesy of the small-time organized crime syndicates that had popped up. So when Mary Kay Fennessy can’t get a straight answer as to whether her daughter is alive—not to mention her role in the death of a black teenager—she takes matters into her own hands. She’s got nothing left to lose, and yes, there’s blood.
Refocus for Reinvention