Mad Max meets dystopian London bloodsuckers three years after the
Allies lose WW II, in a what-if tale by the author of (among 18
others) the much richer, or at least completely different, Portent
(1996). Hitler hits London with his V1 rockets but still finds
himself losing the war. So he fires off V2 rockets, which hold a
deadly virus that freezes human blood and causes fast death,
although some rare victims die more slowly. Only that three percent
of the population with AB negative blood survive the virus - so
that gangs of slowly dying Blackshirts roam the city looking for
AB-negs whose blood they hope to exchange for their own. One of
those fighting the Blackshirts as they pursue him is Hoke, an
American once with the RAF who now holes up in a vacated luxury
hotel, the Savoy. Hoke has been cleaning the streets around the
Savoy of dead bodies and hauling them to a stadium where he expects
someday to have a mass cremation, his little gift to mankind.
Meantime, he races about on his Matchless 350 motorcycle, locked
into anger against the Germans because the virus killed his wife
and child, while the Blackshirts are Nazi sympathizers sprung from
England's worst prewar racists. So when an AB-neg German pilot and
two women save Hoke from an attack by Blackshirts at the National
Gallery, Hoke leads them to safety through Tube lines filled with
dried corpses and houses them in his well-stocked digs at the
Savoy. Eventually, the Blackshirts are led to the group by one of
the women, an upper-class Nazi sympathizer, and once more the chase
is on. All praise to Herbert for his haunting vision of Ghost City,
the hotels and subways and buses filled with the long-dead and
dried-out. But the plot goes forward like a tiresome movie
crunchfest, action scene upon action scene, boom upon boom. (Kirkus
Reviews)
In 1945, Hitler unleashes the Blood Death on Britain as his final act of vengeance.
THE CHASE IS ON
Hoke, an American pilot and one of a tiny minority with a blood group unaffected by the killer disease, has survived among the debris and the dead of London for three years.
STOP AND YOU DIE
Now, in ‘48, he is running for his life – hunted through the ruined city’s ravaged streets by a desperate group of slow-dying Fascist Blackshirts. They’re after his blood.
IT ‘LL TAKE YOUR BREATH AWAY
“Relentless action…takes off at a fierce pace and continues it until the blood-soaked conclusion”
THE TIMES
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