This is not an uplifting book, chronicling as it does a series of cold-blooded murders, dozens of them, committed over a number of years against the Osage Nation in Oklahoma.
It was perfectly acceptable in the Wild West mentality to herd Native Peoples onto reservations of fallow land, but what then to make of this once oil is discovered underneath in the early twentieth century? Well, for one thing, if you are corrupt and greedy you can take advantage of people to make your own fortune. For another thing, if you are J. Edgar Hoover, you can make your reputation on it.
This is not a book that makes me proud of our history. But it is history, and so worth reading.