Sandman Slim (Sandman Slim, #1)

by Richard Kadrey

I keep pressing the little unlock button on the key chain and my good mood evaporates when Kasabian’s car finally chirps. A white Chevy Aveo with a dented trunk. Only rental companies buy white American cars, which means that not only is Kasabian’s car a piece of shit, it’s a used piece of shit.

That’s why you’re here. In case you hadn’t noticed, this is a job interview.” That’s the single scariest thing I’ve heard anyone say since I came home.