The unraveling mystery, which involves a sleeper cell and espionage, combined with Chet's entertaining non sequiturs, and frequent digressions, make PAW AND ORDER another fun ride-especially since the ride is an old Porsche:
". . . the oldest we've had in our whole career. The last one got blown up; the one before that went off a cliff. And who can remember the one before that? Not me, amigo, except for how loud train whistles turn out to be from up real close. The point is, old Porsches are how we roll at the Little Detective Agency, just one of the things that makes us so successful, leaving out the finances part, where we've run into some hiccups I won't go into now. And don't get me started on hiccups, which is the annoying thing about them, namely that you can't stop...."
Quinn manages to set the stage, stir up the action, and move the fast-paced story along all through Chet's big brown eyes. It's a clever device and amazingly effective. We come to love Chet dearly, fear for his safety, and are not at all offended by his comments concerning our inferiority to dogs: "Humans-and I mean this in the nicest way-can be a little . . . slow sometimes."