There are no traces of the supernatural here, unless you count the preternaturally intelligent German shepherd that saves the day on more than one occasion. The Chemist is not Meyer’s first adult novel – that was The Host, a story of alien invasion. But as Alex delves deeper into the case – it involves biological warfare, and she’s able to rig up a few scenarios where her own particularly dark talents are made use of – she finds that nothing is as it seems, and that the corruption goes right to the highest levels. At least, she hopes, she’ll be able to find out what they have on her.
She doesn’t know why they want her dead, but she’s getting tired of running, and when she reads an email asking her to take on one last job for the agency, because “many, many lives” are on the line, she hopes her days as a fugitive might be at an end. In a charming touch, we meet her in a library, where she’s reading spy novels for ideas to keep her safe from her former employers.
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