This started out well and hooked me, but are folks in rural America so bored they'll shoot at others in their community and allow themselves to be shot at just to feel alive?
And is law enforcement so incompetent in rural America that people disappear, never to be heard from again and no one investigates?
The opening scene where a professor hands back a creative writing paper and the student pulls a gun, perhaps not thrilled with his grade, is every instructor's nightmare, but the rest of the book went downhill for this reader. Still I have to give the author credit: I bought the book and I read it, although I skimmed some of the hard-to-take death and destruction in the end.
Maybe the author is onto a unique American quality: how much we love guns, because this novel is a catalogue of them.