Chicago PD Detective Michael Branham reluctantly calls in the federal marshals when he gets wind of a dangerous fugitive. Ken “Sully” Sullivan flies in as the Agent-in-Charge. After a futile car chase during a blizzard and a resulting car accident, the two men take shelter in an unused stable. Wounded and cold, Sully and Michael lower their defenses and admit their attraction to each other. Sully's comfortable with his bisexuality, whereas Michael has some self-admitted attraction to men but has never done anything about it. Months later, Michael has a family funeral in the DC area and arranges to meet Sully again. The heat still smolders between them. Then disaster hits Michael -- the kind only another cop can understand. Sully rearranges his life to support Michael, who is still uncertain about their new relationship. Can two men with high stress jobs from different cities find a way to meet each other in the middle?

Trust in the Fast Lane

“No, I’m not on scene. I was there for a couple of hours. They took my weapon and badge and had a uniform bring me back to the station. I’m waiting for a union rep. They’re supposed to be with me when I give my statement to I.A. God, Sully. I am losing my shit.”


“Do. Not. Make the statement without the rep. I’m sure everything was above board but I.A. can be a dicey bunch of bastards if they choose to be. I’m going to walk out my door in about thirty minutes. Unless traffic is a complete bitch, I should be there in twelve to thirteen hours.” I yanked a suitcase out of the closet and tossed it on the bed.


“Sully, I didn’t mean for you to come. I just needed…I trust you. I needed to talk to someone who’s not involved, who might take my side.”


“I will always take your side. I assume they’ll put you on paid leave for at least a couple of days while they dig into the facts?”


“Probably. It’s the norm. I didn’t actually ask for how many days I’d be out.”


Chapter 19