A review by ingo_lembcke
The Book of Blood and Shadow by Robin Wasserman

Either I have the beginning of Alzheimer's or the book with too much jumping between times and deaths and names I did not remember after turning a page as they have not enough (back)story (I tend to lean more towards numbers, names I often do not remember IRL), but this book starts confusing. The main story about the decoding and translating of a book is interesting enough, but also jumps back in time towards the time where the book and letters by then decoders/translators where written. As it is now, it reminds me of [b:The Club Dumas|7194|The Club Dumas|Arturo PĂ©rez-Reverte|https://images.gr-assets.com/books/1327896341s/7194.jpg|372756], not sure wether that is good or bad.
One reason I bought this book is, that part of it plays in Prague, one of the few cities I have been to ca. 1985, it was still behind the iron curtain and the country was then called Czechoslovakia - even though it is not very accessible for a wheelchair. Given that I will probably not visit it again.