Into the Drowning Deep (Rolling in the Deep, #1)

by Mira Grant

Relieved, he flipped the switch to give the car total control, pressed the button to inform local law enforcement that the driver was medically impaired and unable to reclaim control of the vehicle, and reached for his briefcase.

How does this tie in to actual self driving cars? Why is he doing this? Genuine curiosity

Are mermaids real? Yes. Are mermaids friendly? No. Why is this so hard? —Dr. Jillian Toth

“You know, half the time we’re saving the world in slow motion, but days like this, we get the chance to run.”

“Did anyone ever tell you that you have the social skills of a hyena?” asked Luis.

Several recorded disappearances in these waters have involved private yachts of the sort that are either used for poaching or partying. I’m sure the sirens have encountered drunk humans before. They probably think we’re even more delicious when we self-marinate.”

It was like fighting an invasion of giant slugs.

“I was afraid you’d say that,” said Luis, and strode forward, turning the handle before kicking the door open, bringing his blowtorch up and aiming it directly in front of him. Theodore Blackwell, sitting in Jillian’s desk chair, lifted his head and looked quizzically at Luis. “What are you planning to do with that?” he asked. “I am neither a marshmallow to roast nor a seam to solder. You might be better off with a brick, assuming you can find one. Blunt trauma is traditional for a reason.”