I feel somewhat like a cheap whore. Let me explain why. You see, after all that fussing I did about Sandra Brown, suspense romance, and her formulaic writing; I crawled back to her for $5. (According to my library’s used bookstore, that’s expensive.) So as you can see, I’m now the owner of Brown’s latest, Mean Streak. To be fair, I did say in that video that I wanted to try Mean Streak. I also prayed that it wouldn't be a frustrating disappointment similar to her 2013 release, Deadline. I pray even more that it isn't as awful as Smash Cut (which I consider the worse).
Nevertheless, I saw it on display the minute I stepped inside, and I couldn't resist it for that price. I've held out since its release last August, and now I'm going to copy and paste its Goodreads synopsis so you guys can tell me if it sounds promising or not.
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Dr. Emory Charbonneau, a pediatrician and marathon runner, disappears on a mountain road in North Carolina. By the time her husband Jeff, miffed over a recent argument, reports her missing, the trail has grown cold. Literally. Fog and ice encapsulate the mountainous wilderness and paralyze the search for her.
While police suspect Jeff of "instant divorce," Emory, suffering from an unexplained head injury, regains consciousness and finds herself the captive of a man whose violent past is so dark that he won't even tell her his name. She's determined to escape him, and willing to take any risks necessary to survive.
Unexpectedly, however, the two have a dangerous encounter with people who adhere to a code of justice all their own. At the center of the dispute is a desperate young woman whom Emory can't turn her back on, even if it means breaking the law.
As the FBI closes in on her captor, Emory begins to wonder if the man with no name is, in fact, her rescuer.
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I see the formula. It's screaming in my face. And yet... I can't resist.... I'm a slave to some authors. I have to learn to accept that.
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