Mara’s POV
“Let’s move inside, this is just the outer office, and technically they’re still closed.” Damon said, walking through another door.
The bell above the door dinged electronically as I stepped inside, the inner room smelled of fabric dye, and there were bolts of cloth stacked neatly along the walls. For a second, I honestly wondered if Damon and I had entered the wrong room.
I gave him a sharp look. “A tailor? Really? Isn’t this… outside our scope of work?” I said, “Or do you think they have some of the illegal artefacts here?”
Damon didn’t miss a beat. “Oh not at all, we may need to do some surveillance in public soon, you’ll be attending as well as my worker of course. Clothes that let you move easily are essential.”
My brows shot up. “I’m here for clothes?”
“You sho
