In the tradition of Patricia Highsmith comes Eleanor Tibbett, the mysterious real estate tycoon who emerged from nowhere into international prominence, a "most-admired woman," so mild-mannered, smart, worldly, and with such a keen business sense. She rules, if that is the word, from her legendary tower office at the foot of Manhattan, with 360-degree views of the city, of Miss Liberty, the Freedom Tower, and the lights of Broadway. But there is a problem, a stream of deaths that seems to have followed her through her life from a quiet Midwestern suburban existence into the urban jungle, deaths of her husband, her son, her sister and her lovers, unexplained fatalities that become an obsession for Cindy Williams, the African-American detective suspicious of a trail of blood from a quiet suburban home to high-society New York. Someway and somehow, Eleanor Tibbett has managed to remained secretive, her romances and meteoric rise to the heights of society not attracting the attention of tabloids or social networks. Google her and what do you get? A few mentions of real estate holdings, newspaper opinion pieces on her next move, or a donation for some veterans' charity. Direct quotes? Nothing. Photos? Rumors? Nada.And so the question arises: How did Eleanor Tibbett become the Eleanor Tibbett? How did a quiet and shy girl emerge, transformed through pain, tragedy and suffering into success? Hers is a unique American story, filled with mystery, deaths, and disappearances, but also of intense feeling, romance, betrayals and revenge. Is she the epitome of American womanhood, a model for our times? Or a duplicitous and dangerous villain? Or both?
