In the chaos of moving, a small box of books made it to the unpacking table, and this oldie (but not badie) was in there. Since other, more recent, additions to the towering TBR pile were out of reach, Still of the Night found it's way into the reading pile.
Now, I've read it before, and for some reason, I kept it on the shelf instead of passing on or donating, so it must have grabbed me on some level. It is a romanitc suspense, and done very well, McKinney has a lovely turn of phrase, and a knack at character development.
My main reason for not gracing this one with 4 stars, I think, is the predictable, and very convienent, supplying of all the classic baddies, goodies, and plot twists from a multitude of romantic suspense formulas.
Ancestral family home? Check. Dotty old aunt with a tragic past? Check. Corrupt local law? Check. Gusty heroine? Check. Treasure tease? check. Interesting hero? eh.. check.
Stella St. Vallier is an educated, serious woman, on whom the burden of a failing Louisiana sugar plantation has fallen after the recent tragic deaths of her parents. Taking a sabbatical to resolve this, she returns to Shadow Oaks, the aging mansion, occupied by her spinster Aunt Rose and Maman.
Is someone running drugs on her property? Worse, is it her neighbor? A well connected Senator? And who's this new "bouncer" at the local strip joint that Stella can't trust, but seems to be more than he's letting on? Most of all, who can she trust? Can she trust Garrett Shaw, who unbeknownst to her is an undercover marshal?
In Still of the Night we can see the transition in genres from the author, who wrote stellar, eloquent and haunting historical romances prior to the contemporary foray. It isn't bad, but after reading Til Dawn Tames the Night, Garrett Shaw is no Vashon, and their romance seems to leap apace of the situation, even alotting (and even the characters allude to this) for the "wartime romance" headiness.
The characters are all finely drawn, but I was left feeling a bit flat in the nuts and bolts of the plot. Formulatic, I suppose, but her writing lifts it above, with some particular phrases that have a poignancy and staying power.
There may be, for some, a disconnect based on the fact that this was written in 1999. For me, the lack of label mentioning, name dropping and up to the minute tech references was refreshing.