Finding a job when you’re a vampire can be problematic at best if you don’t want to be the night clerk at a sleazy motel, or a janitor who cleans up after businesses have closed. Sure, I could get one as a security guard, patrolling buildings after hours…if I had the credentials. I don’t. So it was back to what I’d told Eleanor—looking for a job as a bartender, which was at least feasible since bars in Denver stay open until two A.M.
Eleanor’s husband came through, so I had some recommendations. Yeah, I had to put up with her dropping in a couple of evenings to let me know, but I was able to deal with it by firmly ‘suggesting’ I needed my sleep if I was going to spend the day hitting them up.
Obviously daytime wasn’t when I did that. I’d leave the house as soon as I was dressed for the e
