Frieda McFadden does it again. This time, it’s Dead Med.
When Heather McKinley dreamed of becoming a doctor, she imagined curing sick kids and sporting pink stethoscopes. She never anticipated the sleepless nights, grueling exams, and endless labs. And she certainly never knew that her medical school earned the nickname Dead Med thanks to the tragic history of students overdosing on illegal drugs.
But Heather would never consider doing anything like that. That is, until her longtime boyfriend dumps her, she finds herself failing anatomy, and her world starts to crumble.
Everyone has a breaking point.
Then, on the night before the final exam in anatomy, a shot rings out through the hallways of Dead Med.
The school has claimed yet another casualty. One of Heather’s classmates has done the unthinkable, and before her desperate 911 call even connects, it will happen again.
And the night is just beginning.
Oh my goodness, this book had me hooked.
Freida McFadden has such a way of pulling you right into the chaos, and Dead Med was no exception. I loved how the story was told through different characters’ perspectives because it made everything feel like one giant puzzle. Every time I thought I had a piece figured out, another one shifted.
This one was dark, twisty, and honestly a little disturbing. The idea that someone could cause so much damage and still go on to become a doctor made my stomach turn. But I also liked seeing where the other characters ended up, especially knowing that some of them went on to become doctors, surgeons, and psychiatrists.
It was intense, creepy, and hard to put down. Basically, classic Freida.