An African-American writer who isn't afraid to stray from the subject of race and has large and generous gift for strong story-lines and dramatically astute characterisation, Percival Everett really comes up with the goods with this novel.
Intolerant minorities are, here, focused on the gay world. John Hunt is a whizz with horses and runs a training school where he sorts out animals who have been spooked, badly treated or just had poor training. He doesn't pretend to be anything special (of the horse-whisperer kind), but he has a knack with horses, who like him and to whom he teaches trust. He sometimes takes on extra hands and that's where Wallace Castlebury comes in. Wallace isn't much use but John and his Uncle, Gus, more or less put up with him. Then one day he doesn't arrive for work and it turns out he's been arrested for murder. A gay man has been found with his throat cut and Wallace has been linked with him. There are forensics which bear out the link.
Wyoming State gets national publicity over this crime and before long various groups converge, among them John's friend's son David. The tensions are built up quite slowly, but Everett provides intriguing asides, such as the nearby caves and his background with a deceased wife and a woman neighbour he falls for along the way. The novel builds up to a wrenchingly devastating final few pages. Up until then it has been a fairly low-key read, but always with plenty of impetus.
Of the novels I've read from Percival Everett my favourite is
American Desert, which has the advantage of being funny as well as a pastiche of American cult religions, but
Wounded comes a good second and I look forward to reading more.