The Immortal Tailor by Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Author:Mimi Jean Pamfiloff [Pamfiloff, Mimi Jean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Paper & Silver, Inc.
Published: 2022-08-29T18:30:00+00:00

Before leaving, Damien made a few calls to gather information on Vincente Newbery, brother to Gregory Newbery, the governor. What Damien found odd was how reluctant his contacts were to speak Vincente’s name. This coming from people who owed Damien favors. Big favors. People who should never say no to him.

During his time as a fixer, Damien had helped some of the wealthiest, most powerful people in LA “fix” their ugly problems. Sometimes the problems came in the form of stalkers. Sometimes they were blackmail problems—cheaters under threat of exposure, people in the closet who didn’t want to come out, or the classic unflattering nude photos taken by an ex who held it over their heads.

Generally, though, the problems he solved were one hundred percent self-inflicted. Such as the senator’s husband who overindulged at a fundraiser and got arrested for a DUI. Damien would call in favors to make it go away. Get a hooker pregnant while strung out on coke? Call Damien Greystone. He could get her to sign a gag order, get the rehab set up, and arrange a trust fund for the baby, who’d grow up without ever knowing his father was some multimillionaire scumbag who funded the latest tech start-up.

Then there was his nonhuman clientele. Much, much easier to deal with. A vampire caught on a security camera while snacking on someone. Or three someones. A wraith who went a little crazy at a nightclub and tore off a few heads. The werewolf who ignored the full moon alert on his phone and shifted in the middle of Target on a Saturday night.

Stupid. Sloppy. Avoidable mistakes. But these creatures and humans were how Damien had once spent his time. They needed help. He came to the rescue, ensuring footage magically disappeared or the witnesses were paid off or discredited. Fixing had been an ugly business, given he hadn’t always been helping the “good guys,” not that he believed those existed. Not after the things he’d seen. Everyone had skeletons. Everyone.

Himself included.

Damien parked two streets over from Vincente’s well-secured, gated home in the Hollywood Hills. To the standard burglar, such a security system would be a deterrent. To him, it was a challenge he enjoyed. Not so dissimilar to the time Damien had twelve hours to procure Kinich, the Sun God, an entirely new emergency wardrobe because the deity had caught his suitcase on fire while on vacation. All right. Entirely different. But still a challenge.

Damien approached the neighbor’s home toward the back of the property and surveyed their system. No gate, but very impressive. Cameras every ten feet. Motion-sensor floodlights. And…

Ah, there we go. The neighbor’s fuse box was to the side of their garage. Only one simple padlock to keep people out.

Damien got it unlocked in two seconds and then shut off the power around the perimeter of the property. To make it easy, the owners had even labeled the proper fuse “Security System.”

Amateurs. People really should label their security system as something innocuous, like “garbage disposal.

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