Marcus Yallow and three of his chums are innocently playing Harajuku Fun Madness in the streets of San Francisco when terrorists blow up the Bay Bridge. Homeland Security, which can’t tell the difference between kids on a heroic scavenger hunt and terrorists, picks them up. Some days later, they release Marcus and two of his friends, telling them if they ever tell anyone, what happened, they will disappear. Meanwhile, a police state is imposed by the feds on San Francisco. Marcus strikes back against the empire. The empire strikes back. Awesomeness ensues.
The characters sometimes faded into mouthpieces for various political perspectives. That was intrusive sometimes, but hey, that might have been an homage to 1984 right there. But unlike 1984, near the end, I couldn’t put it down. Plus, I’m always up for Karl Rove being the real villain of the piece.