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

“Nope. Looks like a grifter who’s stayed off the books so far. Young kid. Probably hung out with the college boys, but I’ll check the missing persons and see what I come up with.”


“We should get a sketch out if nothing turns up. Somebody has to claim him.” He glanced up to see Cole standing in the doorway, his eyes solemn. “Call me if anything else develops.”


“Who did they find?” Cole asked as soon as he hung up.


“Our B&E. Dead. Someone ripped out his throat.”


Cole stiffened. “You think it was Dara?”


“Drained in Golden Gate Park.” Brady shook his head as he opened the refrigerator for a soda. “Your friend has a thing for public displays.”


He expected a protestation that Dara wasn’t his friend, but when Brady glanced back, the doorway was empty. Frowning, he ventured out to find the TV off and Cole tying one of his shoes.


Chapter 35