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

The female voice cut through Brady, but it was Cole who snapped away. They turned in unison to see Dara and Pete standing inside the room. Pete lounged lazily against the closed door, blocking it from being used, while Dara smirked at them with heavily painted lips.


“I knew I smelled you all over this place,” Cole growled.


Dara clicked her tongue. “Maybe you should have actually listened to your instincts then. I can’t believe you fell for this, except, you know, I kind of can. You always were a sucker, Cole.”


“Fell for this.”It had been a set-up. A lure to draw them in. She couldn’t have known that Cole would show up, though. That meant her trap had been designed for Brady.


Cole came to the realization at the same time he did.


“You bitch.” His grip tightened around the stake, and he stepped forward, putting himself between them, just like he had at the frat house. “Leave him alone.”


Chapter 37