Author: Lindsay Cummings.
Published: June 10th by Greenwillow books.
Source: I received an ARC from the publisher.
Sort: The murder complex #1.
An action-packed, blood-soaked, futuristic debut thriller set in a world where the murder rate is higher than the birthrate. For fans of Moira Young’s Dust Lands series, La Femme Nikita, and the movie Hanna. Meadow Woodson, a fifteen-year-old girl who has been trained by her father to fight, to kill, and to survive in any situation, lives with her family on a houseboat in Florida. The state is controlled by The Murder Complex, an organization that tracks the population with precision. The plot starts to thicken when Meadow meets Zephyr James, who is—although he doesn’t know it—one of the MC’s programmed assassins. Is their meeting a coincidence? Destiny? Or part of a terrifying strategy? And will Zephyr keep Meadow from discovering the haunting truth about her family?
This book is told from the POV of Meadow and Zephyr. The first problem is that every chapter switches back and forth between them, but they don’t have distinctive voices. It was hard to connect with either of them and it felt too chaotic. Sometimes those switches prevented me from being wrapped into the story and I think it would have been better to stick with Meadow – or at least only a couple of chapters from Zephyr’s POV. The writing-style also felt.. chunky. It’s not fluent, like you might see in some of the quotes I use later on.
The plot started out interesting, but soon follows some of the basic Dystopian story lines. I wish the author had been a little more creative, because the idea of training people for ‘The murder complex’ to keep the world from overgrowing was good. The fact that it’s not inventive enough makes it a little predictable and I was never blown away by situations that might be meant as surprises.
But, I could live with these aspects. The thing that annoyed me to no end were the swear words. Not only do I dislike it when authors come up with own made words (although sometimes it does work out), Zephyr uses them EVERY SENTENCE. Flux, I kept rolling my eyes and gritting my teeth, so that made it hard to enjoy his chapters.
"A7. A8. Their faces are dead. Devoid of all emotion. Like machines. It's bullskitz."
(What's up with this sentence?)
And what is a Dystopian book without the dreaded insta-love? I should have known when he talked about how ‘it was faith that they met each other’ and ‘Instead, all I can think is I might love this girl.’ What about this cliché line:
I know Michael, I know..
The characters weren’t that bad. Meadow has learned to defend herself by her father and she has some great moves up her sleeves. She doesn’t shy away from violence or killing to save herself or her family, but she does have the tendency to be a bit rash and she suffers from the sacrifice-syndrome. Will I read the next book? I’m not sure..