A story that starts with an interesting premise that somehow ends in a disappointing anti-climax. Although our protagonist's, Zette McGee's, situation is fascinating (the idea that your life was just a virtual sham and that you're really an android), the story never seems to really run with this concept. For the most part, this is one big conspiracy theory story with Zette just along for the ride (either crying, puking, or being terrified). ( )

Bedford is an award-winning Australian author, and this is his third novel for Calgary Publisher, Brian Hades (Edge SF). If you're wondering, as I did, why an Australian has to send his novels to Canada to get published, it may be because Hydrogen Steel has something of a Canadian outlook.

Zette McGee is a hard-boiled police detective who comes out of retirement when an alleged murderer appeals to her for help. Zette takes the case because the suspect knows more about Zette's own past than she does herself, and with the help of fellow retiree Gideon, they spend then next 350 pages chasing clues and avoiding escalating assassination attempts to stop them from uncovering the truth.

That's not the Canadian part, though.

Bedford has created an engaging mystery that keeps the reader turning pages, set against a future filled, packed – crowded, really – with futuristic tech: nano, renegade AIs, replicants with identity crises, wormhole space travel, alien monitors (mostly offstage), skyhooks, terraforming, and brain upgrades -- the lot. Aging SF readers like myself might find it all a little too familiar and superficial, but younger readers are likely to be blown away by this rapid-fire assault of the next 'big idea'. And to his credit, Bedford manages to avoid the worst excesses of expository lump, only occasionally pausing the story to explain this or that technology, or having the characters work through the implications of some technology that, really, must have been familiar to citizens living with these systems. Bedford's hero's frequent whinging over the meaning of life in a replicant world is only mildly distracting from the quite taunt mystery, and such philosophizing will likely fire the imagination of it's intended younger audience. I may prefer the deeper, subtler analysis presented in Karl Schroeder's Lady of Mazes or the intricate economics of Schroeder's Permanence to the hodgepodge of ideas thrown together in Bedford's novels, but it all works well enough as a backdrop to Hydrogen Steel's 'buddy movie' mystery.

Okay, still not particularly Canadian. Up to this point, no reason this could not have been published in the United States, or at least Australia.

What distinguishes Bedford's novel from the dozens of others of its ilk is the very Canadian ending: When our heroes finally solve the murder and uncover the awful truth – nobody much cares. Turns out, all that death and destruction and sacrifice were pretty much irrelevant.

Now that is an ending that isn't going to sell to the American mass market anytime soon. You can sell a conspiracy novel in the States, no problem; you can even have the conspirators win (did I mention that pretty much everyone on our side is dead by the end of the book?) -- but you cannot have the hero and her team struggle for 350 pages, only to be handed the solution in the last ten pages by a bystander with a, "Oh, is this what you were looking for?" shrug. American readers expect their protangonists to confront and overcome some problem through dint of their own heroic efforts – being handed the solution by someone else and discovering that it was all a huge waste of time is simply not on.

I fully expect American reviewers to pan the ending, but like the editors at Edge, the novel kind of appealed to the Canadian in me. Given that our national character is defined by our identity crises and our sense that our efforts will always be overshadowed by the machinations of the overwhelming power to the South, the dominant themes of Hydrogen Steel hold a kind of resonance for us. So, all things considered, Hydrogen Steel is a decent juvenile mystery adventure, well worth a read. ( )

Zette McGee is a private investigator, and former cop, in a habitat on Ganymede. She abruptly retired from the force, rather than risk exposure of a personal secret. McGee is called out of retirement by a frantic phone call from android Kell Fallow, who knows her secret, and who swears he did not kill his family. Before Fallow can reach her, he is killed by a bomb in his gut.

At every step in the investigation, McGee, and Gideon Smith, a friend with a shadowy past, are stopped cold. It is the work of a firemind called Hydrogen Steel. Think of an artificial intelligence that has had eons of time (about a hundred years in human time) to grow and evolve. It can do a lot more than just read minds, for instance. Wherever they are, it can disable their ship, leaving them stranded in space. It can infect their neural implants with all sorts of major viruses. It can send an android that looks identical to McGee to destroy her residence. It can create intruders out of thin air, then disappear into thin air, to kill anyone it wishes. Hydrogen Steel can also infect McGee and Smith with bombs identical to the one that killed Fallow, forcing them to get quantum scans of their brains, and those scans downloaded into new bodies.

Hydrogen Steel’s mission is to prevent any release of information regarding how the Earth disappeared years before. There wasn’t any rubble from its destruction, just "poof." Another firemind, Otaru, finds out the truth, but knows that it will not survive the expected battle with Hydrogen Steel.

This is a gem of a novel. It’s a really good mystery/thriller; how does anyone deal with an entity that can reach into your DNA, and do something nasty? It’s also quite mind blowing, and is very much worth reading. ( )