A Deal with the Devil by Elizabeth O’Roark EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author Name: Elizabeth O’Roark
- Book Genre: Fiction , History , Romance
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- Edition Language: English
- Date of Publication: August 10, 2021
- File Format: PDF / EPUB
- PDF / EPUB File Size: 3 MB
Good versus evil.
Comic books make it look so easy. One guy wants
to destroy the world. Another wants to save it. The
bad guy has a scar and is cruel to his girlfriend. The good guy
has a jawline that could cut glass and gives half his dinner to
the stray dog in the alley.
Real life is more complex. Sometimes the bad guy is
hiding a heart of gold under that scarred exterior. Sometimes
they both have a nice jawline and you often don’t know what
you’ve signed on for until it’s too late.
Except when you’re invited to work for Satan…then it’s
fairly clear what you’re in for.
The offer has come over coffee with my friend Jonathan,
on a pleasant patio where palms overhead filter Santa
Monica’s bright morning sun. “Let me tell you how much it
pays before you say no,
” he adds, which is exactly the sort of
suggestion you’d expect from Satan’s head of personnel.
I should clarify that Hayes Flynn, Jonathan’s boss, isn’t
technically Satan—as in, he does not rule the underworld or
have horns. While he might own a pitchfork, I assume based
on those custom Tom Ford suits he wears that he has a guy
for all his pitchfork-related needs.
And Satan is my nickname for him, not Jonathan’s, but
still an apt one. First, because he’s a plastic surgeon to the
stars, which is exactly the kind of job you’d expect of Satan,
were Satan for some reason unable to practice law.
Second, because he’s British. It’s common knowledge that
any extra-suave British male who is not James Bond is a bad
guy, or so I assume based on Jane Austen novels and the one
James Bond movie I’ve watched.
And finally, because he’s slightly too perfect, which
points to some kind of black magic at work. Too tall, too
fit…square-jawed and dark-eyed and lush-mouthed in a way
that makes him a danger to others. Just ask all these poor
actresses he takes out once or twice, leaving them behind to
post sad pics and vague quotes about loneliness on
Instagram. I can’t guarantee they’re about him, but he’s
certainly pretty enough to inspire plenty of self-pity in his
Not that it’s a problem for me. My superpower, acquired
over the course of this very difficult year, is that I’m immune
to beautiful men. My sister would say broken, not immune,
but she’s been with the same guy since she was fourteen, so
what does she know?
“What would I be doing?” I ask, leaning back in my seat.
The question is mostly a formality. Given my financial
situation, I’m not in the position to say no to much at
present. “I assume since it’s Hayes we’re discussing, it must
involve some human trafficking or heroin.”
He laughs, leaning back in his chair, weary and amused in
the same moment. “Nothing quite that bad. I want you to
replace me while Jason and I are in Manila.”
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