Sandra Brown- Blind Tiger

Sandra Brown has written masterful romantic suspense novels for decades—72 New York Times bestsellers with more than 80 million copies in print worldwide in 34 languages. In BLIND TIGER (2021), Sandra returns to historical fiction with one of her best books ever. The year 1920 comes in with a roar in this rousing story where Prohibition is the new law of the land, but murder, mayhem, lust, and greed are already institutions in the Moonshine Capitol of Texas. And it just so happens that “blind tiger” is another name for a speakeasy. The social and cultural landscape of the 1920s was strikingly similar to today: Americans were trying to recover from the Spanish Flu, a global pandemic that claimed the lives of millions, and a coordinated women’s movement resulted in the ratification of the Nineteenth Amendment, finally granting women the right to vote. These parallels between the past and present have inspired Sandra Brown to write an unforgettable romance between a young widow and an enigmatic drifter, a mystery spawned from a shocking disappearance and a murder that sets the whole town on edge. Thatcher Hutton, a war-weary soldier on the way back to his cowboy life, jumps from a moving freight train to avoid trouble, but lands in more than he bargained for. On the day he arrives in Foley, Texas, a local woman goes missing. Thatcher, the only stranger in town, is suspected of her abduction, and worse. Standing between him and exoneration are a corrupt mayor, a crooked sheriff, a notorious cathouse madam, a sly bootlegger, feuding moonshiners, and a young widow whose soft features conceal an iron will. What was supposed to be a fresh start for Laurel Plummer turns to tragedy. Left destitute but determined to dictate her own future, Laurel plunges into the lucrative regional industry, much to the dislike of the good ol’ boys, who have ruled supreme. Her success quickly makes her a target for cutthroat competitors, whose only code of law is reprisal. As violence erupts, Laurel and—now deputy—Thatcher find themselves on opposite sides of a moonshine war, where blood flows as freely as whiskey.