Charlie Asher is the most ordinary guy. A bit unlucky, slightly neurotic, and a mild hypochondriac. He’s a typical beta male—indecisive, cautious, inclined to think rather than act. Even in a nightmare he never could have imagined that he would become Death’s assistant. But that’s exactly what happens to him. And his quiet, cozy life as an ordinary San Francisco drifter turns into pure hell: people around him drop dead, and in the notebook on the nightstand the names of those who are soon to go to the next world appear by themselves. It looks like Charlie has been hired for a new job—a nasty and damn dangerous one. But someone has to do the dirty work and bring death to people… “Dirty Work” is a brilliantly funny and criminally non-PC book—absolutely and categorically not recommended for children, pregnant women, and especially nervous citizens. Everyone else is strongly recommended—because it’s the best remedy for the swampy blues of our everyday life.