Casus Fortuitus #3
In the aftermath of a psychopath's obsession-fuelled murder spree through New York, Detective Daniel Callahan feels like he's been hit by a wrecking ball. It turns out that watching your best friend and your boss fall in love only to nearly lose it all takes a toll on a guy's emotional stability.
Peter Saracen has an out-of-control crush on the belligerent detective who seems to want nothing more than to toss him into a cell and throw away the key. When the body of an unidentified gang member is pulled from the East River and an old nemesis breaks out of prison, Peter finds himself on a whole new collision course with Daniel.
The line between personal and professional begins to blur. The dangers of the present take aim at the fragile possibility of Daniel and Peter's happily-ever-after, while ghosts of the past threaten the deepening bond between Daniel's boss James Carter and Assistant US Attorney, Derek Moore. With everything against them, there might not be any coming back from this.
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Publisher: Independently Published
Heat Level: 2
Romantic Content: 3
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Bisexual, Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 26-35
Protagonist 2 Age: 26-35
Tropes: In Uniform, May/December
Word Count: 45000
Setting: USA, NY, NYC
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Same Universe / Various Characters
Peter is regretting most things about his life as he gets dragged through a maze of desks manned by very obviously staring strangers in police uniforms. Daniel’s hand is unreasonably warm where it’s clasped around his wrist, but that’s helping Peter keep a somewhat tenuous grip on reality. Apparently he’s developed a thing for manhandling too. The thought makes him snort, but Daniel is too intent on hauling him toward an office on the back wall to notice. He doesn’t even knock when they reach the door, just pushing it open. Peter recognizes Derek Moore and James Carter after a second. Derek looks taller than Peter remembered, and the scars are a silvery color now, rather than the dark, angry red that they’d been when they were new. James looks exasperated, if Peter had to put a name to the expression, but his face is a lot more open than Derek’s.READ MORE
“Peter,” James says after a moment of hesitation on all of their parts. One of his eyebrows goes up and his eyes slide across to Daniel. “Daniel.”
“You need to figure out how to control that woman pretending to be a receptionist,” Daniel says. He still hasn’t let go of Peter’s wrist.
“I think I’ll stick to things I can actually, well, possibly achieve.” James looks back at Peter. “How can we help you today, Peter? Once you get your circulation back, of course. Want to drop the cuff impersonation, Danny?”
Derek crosses his arms across his chest, and the movement draws Peter’s eye even as Daniel drops his wrist with a sound somewhere between dismay and anger. Somewhere between anger and dismay pretty much sums up all of their encounters to this point. Peter doesn’t get much further along that train of thought before he’s distracted by the sight of a blatant hickey peeking out from underneath Derek’s unbuttoned collar. “Uh,” he says.
Daniel’s sudden intake of breath makes all three of them look at him. “Have you seen Fairhall?” he asks Peter. His eyes are wide instead of narrowed, and it changes his whole face. “Has he sent you anything?”
Peter shakes his head, half because it’s true and half to take away the stricken look on Daniel’s face. “No—no,” he says and ignores the relieved sigh from James and the loud exhale from Derek. He watches as Daniel’s face softens, the tightness around his jaw slowly easing. “I mean, I feel like he’s hiding somewhere just out of sight pretty much every time I leave somewhere, but that’s probably just anxiety.”
Daniel’s gaze flits sideways to Derek for a second, just long enough for Peter to notice, before refocusing back on Peter. “That’s good,” he says. “Not that you’re anxious, I mean, but that you haven’t seen him.”
“No one has seen him.” Derek’s words are barely audible. “That’s half the problem.”COLLAPSE