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

The commander nodded, still looking less than thrilled, and beckoned for paramedics to come over.


A few minutes were spent checking Sully’s vitals and loading him onto the stretcher.


“He’s coming with me,” Sully croaked out, pointing at me.


I was relieved. I was still worried about him and wondered if I’d have to figure out which hospital they were taking him to.


In the ambulance, he clutched my hand hard enough to just about crush my fingers. I didn’t care. He was alive even if he was injured. The whole thing could have gone horribly wrong in so many ways. 23: US Marshal Ken Sullivan


Chapter 30