“Joseph and Jasmine Tomme,” Hannah said, lighting a cigarette. “Heard of them?”

“They’re related to the Tommes from New York, right? The ones in the tabloids?”

“Second cousins once removed. The side of the family that cares more about money than fame,” said Hannah. “Lots of cash, lots of influence, but they’re pretty sheltered. Babes in the wood, really, aside from the one thing we’re hiring you for.”

“Babysitting?”

“Murder.” A long drag from the cigarette. “They like to kill people. It’s like a game to them. It’s our job to keep them from doing it without cramping their style. That’s the brief from the New York Tommes, and it’s why the pay is five times scale.”

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