A lone gunman rushes the door of a Jewish community center, opening fire on any person in his path. A group of kindergarten-aged students are the first to encounter him. He does not discriminate—his bullets rip through three of the children, a teenage helper, and an adult employee of the center. While fleeing, he shoots and kills a postal worker.
Two young men wearing long black trench coats enter a suburban high school. It is their high school, filled with their classmates and teachers. They take their time. More than two hours pass before they kill themselves. In those two hours, they kill thirteen others.
All across the nation, small-town residents lock their doors and windows tightly at night, many for the first time in decades. Those living near train tracks suffer a special fear as the so-called Railway Killer eludes police again and again. From Texas to Illinois, the tally of slain bodies continues to climb.
The first report is of a black man shot down in front of his children. Soon after, word crosses the airwaves that a group of Orthodox Jews has been targeted by a drive-by shooter. Almost immediately reporters announce that a car driven by Asian teens also has been hit. One day later a Korean student is killed outside his church. It is the Fourth of July—America is celebrating her national identity: the land of the free and the home of the brave.