From Amazon - Dr. Deanna Nichols is a geneticist searching for a cure to save the world. After the war nearly destroyed it by releasing an aggressive virus, it was the vaccine that killed the humanity’s chances for progress and survival. Deanna feels guilty because she has participated in creating the vaccine, and General Mackenzie never lets her forget that.
Their luck changes when they are contacted by the convicts held in a secret military prison hidden in the arctic desert. The C deviance criminals are willing to negotiate and provide unaffected DNA samples in exchange for supplies and a visit paid by the doctor herself. Suddenly there’s hope, so Deanna embarks on a dangerous journey to a grittier reality than she had expected.
Could a woman alone save the world?
I wasn't sure how Visan was going to pull off an apocalyptic novella in only one hundred pages, but she has a gift for writing, and she does it superbly. Dr. Deanna Nichols was a part of the process of creating the virus that in turn, infected most of mankind. If the guilt of that isn't heavy enough, she's not having any luck formulating a cure.
The General wants her to go into a prison, where the inmates have unaffected DNA. But they have a few stipulations - mainly that Deanna come herself and they want some supplies. Deanna doesn't want to go because the General believes that it is through their DNA that they can create children that are virus free, their future.
Deanna wants to save the people now, not just the future. But the General doesn't want to waste valuable time with that. But, she may not get to do either of them because the inmates are staging a prison break while Deanna is there.
I like reading apocalyptic novels, but I haven't quite read one like this. It has a very unique and clever premise, with wonderfully developed characters moving it along. It's quick paced and I finished it before I knew it; I was so engrossed in the story. Definitely recommend this one - Highly enjoyable!
*I received a copy of this book in exchange for my honest opinion.
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