| Some say that the village of Good Hart, Michigan, is haunted.
It is not haunted in the manner that most well-rooted places can become haunted. There is not ghost here that I have felt or seen the opaque the presence of, no dark wraith or caped phantom ragging chains in the night or galloping through town on a mist-shrouded mount.
No, this diminutive northern coastal town of well-tended cottages, ancient trees, Native American legends, and a clenched fist of locals is haunted by an answer that will not come.
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What Reviewers say about When Evil Came to Good Hart:
"The murder mystery that has confounded and fascinated people for over forty years has been given a whole new life. When evil Came to Good hart is a well-researched and well-written piece of nonfiction that holds the reader in its spell, just as the mystery has the any writers, reporters, and law officers who have puzzled over it. My highest praise: it reads like a good novel, a real page-turner."
-Judith Guest, New York Times bestselling author of Ordinary People
"In the first nonfiction book about this baffling and still unsolved crime, Link offers up a balanced and absorbing account of this mystery, allowing readers to form their own opinions and leaving them wanting more from this very talented writer."
-Richard Bak, author of Detroitland: A Collection of Movers, Shakers, Lost Souls, and History Makers
"Mardi Link deserves the honor of being the first nonfiction writer to
take on this bizarre multiple murder and replacing rumor with reporting,
innuendo with fact, and an unsettling mystery with some clear answers. Author Link had a tough task. The stale crime scene was second only in
its horrifying impact to the fact of the murders themselves. She has
stepped carefully, avoiding maudlin or graphic descriptions, tamping
down on the gut-punch to focus on the questions
everyone wants answered: Who? And why?
Hopefully When Evil Came to Good Hart will cleanse the stains
from a community that deserves to be known foremost for its exquisite
scenery, freshwater catches, lakeshore sunsets, and the smell of pine
trees, and not for rumors of mysterious murders."
-CLEWS true crime blog
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