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Outside of disturbing occurrences, I saw the appeal of a fast pace. I hope killing to steal organs is fictional. Stories of the need for organ transplants were relatable. The protagonist, Abby was a surgical resident whose patient survived a car accident, a young Mother. Senior resident Vivian, had a teenager in heart failure. It was cold to try urging Abby to end anyone’s life support. I rooted for them all. The dilemma extended to a likeable lady who was at peace with the life she had received. Her bad tempered husband pressured a Boston transplant team to divert the Mother’s heart to her. Abby and Vivian intervened and noticed illegal channels. A surgeon who had planned to quit and move away with his wife was killed, bringing police into an alliance with Abby. I like stories in which protagonists are bolstered by friends.

Such desperate situations invest readers in believable emotions. Difficulties for families and medical staff are shown compassionately. There is a real registry to ensure that whomever needs organs the most, receives them in asking order. I felt five-star appreciation for awhile.

Genres have clichés and this story hit all of them, downgrading it to three stars. I have no interest in twists. Tess Gerritsen blackened such trusted characters, the whole story weakened. It devolved into the protagonist struggling alone and being in danger, instead of the plausible premise of confronting injustice because she cared.