Detective Brady Lindstrom deals in death, and not just because he's a homicide cop with the slaughter of a century to solve. Ten years ago, vampires murdered his lover. Ever since, he's looked over his shoulder, ready for vampires to strike again. Or maybe just the one he loved.<br><br>Exhausted and angry about the needless deaths he has to investigate, Brady worries the killers he's looking for aren't even human. Those fears are compounded by an unexpected visitor, the battered and nearly broken Cole Singer, the lover he'd long ago given up for dead.<br><br>When Cole offers to trade information on the killers in exchange for sanctuary, Brady realizes he doesn't have a choice. It isn't about justice. He simply can't turn his back on the face of the only man he's ever loved. Even if he's a vampire.

Bridge Over Troubled Water

He took two steps forward when Cole groaned off to his left.


“They’ll kill you,” Cole rasped. Brady turned in time to see him struggling to push himself off the ground. His hand slipped where it gripped the grass, and he would have fallen sideways if Brady hadn’t jumped to catch him.


Blood immediately soaked through his shirt.


“I need to get you home again,” he said through clenched teeth. Scooping his arm behind Cole’s back, he lifted him to his feet. “So much for all the healing you did.”


“No.” Cole tried to pull away, and he might have succeeded if he wasn’t so badly hurt. When he coughed, blood spittled across the sidewalk, and he dragged his hand over his mouth to wipe the rest of it away. “If they didn’t target you before, they sure will now. It’s not safe.”


“They can’t get into my place without an invitation.” He kept his tone as unyielding as his grip. “We’re going home.”


Chapter 18