Two hot Gargoyles. One serial killer. And the worst case of being hard up you've ever seen. No, I'm not hot for the criminal, just the two Gargoyles I have to work with to catch him. One of these guys broke my heart twelve years ago. The other is my partner with the Supernatural Branch of the Seattle PD. Both should be off limits but my body isn't getting the message. When the three of us go undercover at a local "den of iniquity" to catch the killer, all the lines get blurred. Now I'm on the brink of falling for not one, but two growly Gargoyles. If this goes sideways, getting carved up by a Jack the Ripper copycat will be the least of my worries. Contains mature themes.