They are ordinary Americans. The man on the bus. The preacher in the pulpit.

You simply don't know they believe they have a God-given right to reshape your mind... or kill you.

Their angry sons are more visible, more vocal. "Frontline warriors," the skinheads call themselves.

Skinhead violence in the Denver area had been "just for kicks," until now. Repeated attacks on Monte Desmoineaux, a wealthy psychiatrist, and the Vietnamese refugees he sponsors, convince Lt. Paul Montoya the skinhead MO is abruptly changing.

Montoya askes his friend, FBI agent T.K. McNaughton, for a "quiet assist." McNaughton is reluctant. He is more amused than disturbed by what he calls the "lunatic fringe." But a vicious, baffling kidnapping drags the agent into the case full time, plunges him into the screaming, bleeding brotherhood of hate. He laughs no more.

He finds hatred calls itself Herrenrasse, Master Race. Yet this group, this Herrenrasse, seems to be invisible, run by dead men. No FBI informants know where to find it.

The Herrenrasse executes traitors. They kidnap. They torture men in order to "reclaim" their minds. They put bullets through the brains of small children.

McNaughton begins to suffocate beneath the frustration and fear that the Herrenrasse can't be stopped, beneath the terror that they are doing something inhuman to those they abduct. How can he stop them when they have no faces, when they are ordinary Americans in the crowd?

Or will he be forced to wait for them to deliver what is left of their victims?

Inspired by actual events, HERRENRASSE goes far beyond the mystery/thriller genre. Out of its hatred and violence come hope, a story written from the heart, spoken to the spirit.