The future: mass unemployment, cancer, the squabbles of nation states - all are things of the past. And in space, the hub, a successful colony, has been established. But it is hardly utopia. Lunatic sects abound, the vast suburban stacks are riddled with violent no go areas, and cancer has been replaced by organ implosion - which is much much worse. Turner is a reclaimer, his job to rescue and deprogramme victims of the far out religions. But his latest case leads him into the rarified corridors of power, and ultimately to the hub. A mordell conjecture probe - the most powerful informational device yet developed has fallen into the hands of an eccentric anarchist group and world government is on the brink of chaos. While in space, a huge and mysterious gas cloud threatens reality itself.
Terrible pastiche of 1980s cyberpunk, dystopian ideas all executed better by other authors in the genre. I can only begin to imagine how poorly executed the sequel was; the editor who cleared it must have been drunk or gave it from sheer pity.