When Death takes a vacation, all Hell breaks loose.
Juan Tu drives a rusted-out 1979 Cadillac Deville and has a five-star rating on the Uber of the underworld—or he would, if he knew he was working for it.
When Juan accidentally runs over a pedestrian in a dark alley behind a taco shop, he expects a lawsuit. Instead, he gets a job offer. The victim is Azrael, the Angel of Death, and he is suffering from severe burnout. Tired of eons of paperwork and a backlog of souls, Death hands Juan his scythe (which looks suspiciously like a pager from the 90s) and vanishes to a beach in the Ethereal Plane.
The Job: Collect souls. The Method: Push the button. The Problem: Juan is human.
Unlike the efficient, unfeeling bureaucracy of the afterlife, Juan has a heart. He listens to the souls. He comforts them. And thanks to a cosmic glitch, his empathy acts as a spiritual super-glue.
Before long, Juan is physically fused to a motley crew of lost souls, including a paranoid conspiracy theorist who thinks the afterlife is a government psy-op, and a grandmother who refuses to cross over without her cats. To get them unstuck, Juan has to bypass the standard "Grease Trap" processing center and venture into the corporate side of Hell.
Armed only with a tire iron, a magical pager, and a stubborn refusal to give up, Juan has to outsmart a demon CEO, unionize the dead, and reboot the entire afterlife.
"Douglas Adams meets the Gig Economy in this hilarious, blue-collar urban fantasy."
Perfect for fans of Christopher Moore's A Dirty Job, Neil Gaiman's Good Omens, and anyone who has ever suspected that Hell is just a basement office with bad air conditioning.
