Carlos Clot, private eye, has seen it all. Born just before the oil ran out, he has endured Spain's election of a communist government, the resulting U.S. invasion and the rise of English as the official language. Now he prowls the carless, bicycle-clogged streets of Madrid, tracking runaway kids and errant spouses for $100 a day plus expenses. He keeps a bottle of whiskey in his filing cabinet under the letter I, for Indispensable.
Into his crummy office one day walks ah, but we're getting ahead of the story. Clot is the hard-boiled, hard-drinking hero of Blood...