There are no fish in the future. We killed them.ampampnbspBut itampamp39s not just the ghosts of the shoals making artist Cally Dune unhappy.ampampnbspHer husband has gone. Vanished after being called up for the Presidentampamp39s new ampamplsquoTraining Schemeampamp39.ampampnbspampampquotNo body ever comes back the same.ampampquot Worried whispers drift through the pubs gathering like rainclouds to drip their paranoia into Callyampamp39s mind which is already marinaded in grief for Simon and fear about being called to Training herself.ampampnbspLetting the wine flow into the places where it hurts Cally stumbles into the arms of a clammy banker and unwittingly discovers a disturbing and painful secret.