The Saint of Killers

EloiseHow much bad luck can I possibly have? There's a serial killer on the loose, killing blue-eyed blondes, and after accidentally walking in on him murdering my roommate (a blue-eyed blonde, of course), he's after me. I have green eyes and brown hair, so I'm not even his type—but I guess I'm a witness now. Great. Just great.On top of that the police deny that there is even a serial killer, opting for my roommate's ex as the prime suspect instead.I'm on my own, and I already have a faint idea how that is going to work out for me. I need a protector. Unfortunately, there aren't many people willing to take on that kind of job. TheronI'm brokering unusual services to people with unusual problems. The solutions often involve highly skilled contract killers or a specific kind of cleaning personnel—if it's already too late for the former.Normally I don't keep people alive. At least not until Eloise Price asks me to catch a serial killer. I probably should say no considering that I suspect the killer is one of my own men.But somehow I just can't resist Miss Price… This is a dark and twisted romance novella with a guaranteed HEA.