The Dispatcher (The Dispatcher, #1)

by John Scalzi

She sighed and went to go pick up the phone.

Totally sucked in.

“And then we better leave anyway. Badge or no badge, I think this guy is about to call the cops on us.”

This is big fun

There’s no science we’ve figured out to explain it. What we know about it is what we observe. This is what we’ve observed.”

What a great TV show this will be

The inside of the house featured acres of hardwood floors and stained glass windows older than several of the states in the union.

Perfect.

When you meet up with Mr. Albert again, tell him that. God knows. God judges. And God punishes.”

Oh really? And might god's little helper be Orval Wooldridge?

“He’s been working for a year as a dispatcher—the other kind—at their truck depot. It’s a joe job.

Oh Mr. Welch!

Then I was on my bed, naked.

That scene is comedy GOLD