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

When he turned to leave, Cole blocked the doorway. “Am I wrong? About the potential for us.”


He was tempted to lie. Encouraging the fantasy of their happy ever after was dangerous at best. Of course, if he did deny it, he’d be the world’s biggest hypocrite, since he’d been hard-pressed to keep his hands and mouth to himself for the past twenty-four hours.


But he didn’t have to indulge that desire now.


“No, you’re not wrong.” He jerked his chin toward the front door. “Let’s go. I don’t want to lose this guy.”


Brady led the way through the abandoned morgue hallways, with Cole right on his heels. Well, he assumed Cole was on his heels. Without looking around to check, it was impossible to tell. Cole was absolutely silent as they moved along. It was a little sobering to think all of Brady’s careful alertness prior to Cole’s reentry to his life had been mostly a waste of time.


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