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Spilling Innocent Blood: Rollins and Cantrell Team up Again

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I just finished James Rollins second collaboration with Rebecca Cantrell, Innocent Blood, and I loved it.  I have to admit, though, I had a little trouble getting into it.  But I think that’s because I was trying to sneak pages in between my hectic life.  Once I gave it the attention it deserved, I had difficulty putting it down.

The last hundred pages were literal page-turners.  Nothing could distract me from it.  It had one of the critical factors these days that makes a book for me: characters I care about, who also seem to care about one another.

I don’t know what it is, but I’m less intrigued by characters who’ve just met or were forced together.  Now, I like to see some genuine concern between characters.  If they care about each other, I care more about them and what happens to them.

Innocent Blood also has a strong religious angle – a historical religious angle, not a spiritual one.  In other words, it investigates religious events as historical ones.  Right up my alley.  🙂

This series is a departure from James Rollins ‘ usual books.  In the Sigma series, he’s got a group of well, spies, sent on missions with historical precursors and of course, death around every corner.

These newer books, however, have a supernatural angle, no doubt Rebecca Cantrell’s influence.  In this latest, Rasputin reappears, along with a few strigoi, (i.e., vampires) and a mysterious immortal boy who just a few months ago was a very mortal boy, dying of an aggressive cancer.

In this latest story, there’s also a subplot involving maternal affection and protection, which rings quite a few bells for me.  As I mentioned above, I enjoy action adventures, where you feel that the people really care about one another, not just the main characters who have usually fallen for each other, but the supporting cast as well.    In the Innocent Blood, we get a taste of that protectiveness for the immortal boy.

And that adds an extra special something that makes the reader need to see the boy survive, which doesn’t look too likely.  And then bam, we are emotionally invested.

This is probably my favorite James Rollins’ book since Altar of Eden and the huge fan that I am, that is really saying something.  So if you’re looking to get lost for a few hours, pick it up!