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

“I’m not complaining,” Cole said. “Today’s been one of the best I’ve had in a while.”


“Getting drilled by Webster and eating leftovers I got from the hospital marks a good day for you?” Brady shook his head. “Your life is a serious shade of fucked up.”


His breath caught when Cole rested a hand on his thigh. He couldn’t feel the weight, and there wasn’t any heat, but he felt it, just the same. It dawned on him after staring at it for several seconds that he would have instantly knocked it away forty-eight, even twenty-four hours earlier. Now, he simply waited. Waited for whatever it was Cole wanted to say. Or do.


“You know it’s because of you.” Though his voice was much lower than the noise coming from the TV, Cole’s words came through as clear as if he’d whispered them right in Brady’s ear. “Whatever happens…thank you. For not kicking me out.”


“You don’t have to thank me. We made a trade.”


“You don’t believe that. Not entirely.”


Chapter 26