American reporter RB McGehee has settled into a new GPI news bureau but is soon confronted by a rising tide of miserly expenses, bad coffee, an over-ambitious boss and an environmental protest movement that threatens to shut down – if not blow up – the Scandinavian-chic surroundings with which he's only now getting to grips.
Blood Future seems to mean business – pulling off a series of spectacularly effective and dangerous stunts highlighting concerns over climate change, pollution, weapons of mass destruction and corporate and national responsibility. Finding out exactly who is behind those creepy masks will take some doing...
Governments, meanwhile, seem to be paying at least some attention. There is in any case something brewing, somehow and somewhere, among the countries surrounding the Baltic decisions are being taken but motivations are being obscured, lobbying from all sides is intensifying and not everyone is 100% who they seem.
It doesn't help matters that RB is facing a series of distractions including a strange carved seal, the threat of a career-ending newsroom shake-up, and the more usual complications of love, money and the shifting landscapes of modern journalism in a click-count world.
What RB ultimately discovers beneath the seemingly benign monicker C17 will expose a world that he never wanted to see, a reality so far removed from the beautiful simplicity of subject/verb/object that he is tempted – if only for a moment – to give it all up... before forces beyond his control finally make that decision for him.