Nightside series

Taylor is the name, John Taylor. My card says I’m a detective, but what I really am is an expert on finding lost things. It’s part of the gift I was born with as a child of the Nightside.
           
I left there a long time ago, with my skin and sanity barely intact. Now I make my living in the sunlit streets of London. But business has been slow lately, so when Joanna...

The name’s John Taylor. I work the garish streets of the Nightside—the hidden heart of London where it’s always three A.M., where in human creatures and otherworldly gods walk side by side in the endless darkness of the soul.
I have a talent for finding things. People…property…no problem. But now I’m after something different.
A local diva called the Nightingale has cut herself off from her family and friends,...

I’m John Taylor. I was born in the Nightside, that square mile in the hidden center of London where it is always the hour of the wolf, where gods and monsters walk side by side and where every dark question ever asked can be answered—for a price.
           
I left for a while, but I did come back, to make my living doing what I do better than anyone else: finding things—lost...

The name’s John Taylor. I’m a PI, though what I really do is find things that are lost. I work the Nightside, the city within the city of London, where the sun never rises and where the human and inhuman go to get their kicks, provided they’re willing to pay the price in whatever currency the seller demands.
           
In the wake of the war that almost brought the...

I’m John Taylor. I work as a PI out of the Nightside, that secret centre of London where clocks always read three A.M., where terrible things happen with predictable regularity, and where the always-dark streets are full of people partying like Judgement Day will never come.

           
Now it may have arrived. God’s own enforcer, the righteous engine of destruction known...