A review by katiebtatton
The Chemist by Stephenie Meyer

3.0

I placed a hold on The Chemist at my library two months ago after thinking it might be on our book club list and frankly I'd forgotten all about it when I was notified that it was available. The Chemist follows Alex, a molecular biologist who used to do mostly research (but also some actual torture) for the government who's been on the run since things went south with her job. In typical Meyers fashion, she's existing on her own with no solid relationships and doesn't know what she's missing. Alex agrees to take one last job in exchange for her hunters to stop chasing her, and isn't it ironic that her target might just be the first real romantic interest she's ever had?

I didn't hate the book, but I didn't think the characters were particularly realistic or significantly different from various characters in Twilight---Kevin is an older, angrier version of Emmett with military training; Val is Rosalie with a lower moral compass and a soft spot for dogs, and Daniel surpasses Bella to become the Mary Sue-iest character ever written ("I know you just kidnapped and tortured me, but you look like you could use some food and sleep. Let me help with that!")

While I didn't love the book, it wasn't a terrible way to spend a few rainy afternoons curled up with on the couch. Not too hard to put down, but engaging enough to want to pick up again.