Sometimes you get your hands on a book and it sinks its claws into you and will not let you go until you devour ever word. The Death Code did that to me. No only were the chapters short, but they were so fast paced it was nothing to sit and read one hundred, two hundred pages in one sitting. And talk about ripping your heart out at the end (and then handing it back). Brilliant Lindsay Cummings. Brilliant.
The Death Code is book two in Lindsay Cummings Murder Complex series. It picks up pretty quick after book one ended (so be sure to read book one first. I read it late last year and character were still a little foggy . . . I caught up quick though). Meadow, Zephyr, and the rest of their team work to get out of the Shallows. Once out, they journey to a place called the Ridge in search of Meadow’s family. Once Meadow leaves the Shallows she starts to get sick and she knows that she’s going to die soon, but she keeps fighting, refusing to die until her family is safe. The Ridge makes the Shallows look like a cakewalk—and is a bit reminiscent of the dome in Catching Fire. Tribes here are broken up into colors, and they are at war with one another. The Initiative has different ways of spreading diseases trying to over ride the Murder Complex and discover the Death Code—the code that will reverse Meadow’s mother’s work and allow for death. It is a race against time — will Meadow be able to find her family or will death overcome her first?
I am really sad this series is over. I loved every minute of it. Book two is horrible in the perfect way only The Death Code can be. It is depressing, bloody, sad, (do not worry it ends on a good note) and so, so good. Lindsay writes in such a way that the book demands to be read and read fast. I love that it ended on a hopeful note. Maybe Lindsay will continue the series after all . . .
Christen is a ravenous reader, wanna be author, Litfuse Nester, and slightly addicted to coffee. Lives in Arkansas with her husband and three mini people. Connect with her at her blog: http://ChristenKrumm.com or Twitter @ChristenKrumm.
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