CrimeReads: Excerpt from Her Sister’s Tattoo

It’s Detroit, 1968. Sisters Rosa and Esther march against the war in Vietnam with their best friend, Maggie.

As they reached the rally site, double rows of blank-faced National Guard troops lined the wide avenue, sunlight bouncing off their helmets. Rooftop cameras mounted on panel trucks with television station logos swiveled to catch the action. Esther smiled and waved to the soldiers.

“Don’t wave.” Rosa’s lips pinched into a thin line. “They’re the enemy.”

“No, they’re not. They’re Danny.”