Runner, Dr. Emory Charbonneau found herself in a cabin after sustaining a head injury for which she does not know of the cause. But when an attractive but dangerous stranger continues to evade her questions; and her plea to be returned to civilization proved to be a futile exercise, she begins to wonder exactly what kind of trouble she’s in. Little by little however, the stranger shows sparks of kindness that didn’t compute with her paranoia. After a run in with a couple of men who abide by the laws of their own, she’d learned that the stranger is not the only thing to be frightened of in the mountains.
Mean Streak is a story that starts off with a mystery surrounding Emory’s head injury. Did she really stumble and hit her head on a rock? Or did someone knock her out? But as you delve deeper into the story, you’ll learn it’s not as easy as finding out what really happened to her. Your patience will be tested. You will be frustrated. You will know that the identity of the stranger is the crux of this story. And that everything that happened in the background was spearheaded by one tragic massacre straight out of a headline. It was engrossing, heartbreaking, and a rush all at the same time.
This is Sandra Brown’s modus operandi, and why I’ve been a fan of her romantic suspense books since I’ve discovered her when she was writing strictly romance for Love Swept.
The mysteries are layered; full of intricate threads that readers would need to unravel at their own pace. For me, I was frantic. I was eager to find out what Emory’s injury has to do with the hero’s need for revenge (if any). I was salivating to find out if her injury really was an accident. Or was she a target? And when it was finally revealed, I was stunned stupid. Because Sandra created an obvious suspect that when the revelation came, I had to pick up my jaw from the floor. It’s been a while since something like that happened.
Yes, there is romance here. What could be more frustrating than a guy who refused to tell you anything about himself? Much less, his name? I have learned that you can write a one-dimensional character and still be able to enjoy the novel when it’s done well. In this case, our hero has a one-track mind. But you’ll never know anything else about him until the very end. It was brilliant, and ingenious!
I am so happy to rediscover my love for all things Sandra Brown. I found 8 unread books in the basement, so don’t be surprised if I end up posting some more reviews of her books.