Love of inside stories and first person sources gets me every time. I don't know why tried to read this, lol. Filing as "stalled out" because my attention wasn't held and the limits of the author's research and interviews did not meet my needs. This was written in 1991; Sharkey's - and society's - stance on the harassment of Boston's Black community - including but hardly limited to Wille Bennett and Alan Swanson - amid a bungled exhibition underwhelms. Sharkey, perhaps trying to emphasize with Chuck Stuart, occasionally writes of the human, wife, and mother-to-be he murdered with the contempt of the husband conveyed in narrative omniscience. This not only extends to Chuck's feelings towards Carol, but his assessment of her body: her face, her weight. Just unnecessary.