Authors: Carol Steward
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arrett pushed himself in front of Amber, staying between her and Melendez. She wrapped her hand around his waist, holding him close. He was still wearing his bulletproof vest. She felt for his gun, but it wasn't in his holster where it had been the other night.
“You still trying to play cop, I see, Melendez. I hate to tell you, you never will have what it takes to wear a real badge.”
“Keep your hands up, Garrett. Just step out of the way. I came for the party planner.” A shot rang out and hit one of the stainless-steel bowls sitting on the shelf. “You don't have to have a badge to learn to use a gun.”
“It takes more than a gun to be a cop, Melendez. Ask your cousins about that. But then again, even the gang rejected you, didn't they?”
“I've never been part of any gang.”
“That's why you wanted to be a cop, because you didn't have what it took to fit in there, either. Nobody wanted little Tony Melendez.”
What was Garrett doing, taunting the creep? Amber felt something jab her rib. “God is a shield to all who take refuge in Him,” she whispered. “God, be our shield.”
“Took this sham of a department long enough to even figure out that I was the one outsmarting all of their educated idiots. Lot of good that degree in criminal justice is going to do you now, smart boy. I had you all convinced this was gangsters territory, blaming them. When this is over, they'll take over the war on cops.”
Nick beeped the horn in the alley and Melendez turned to push the door closed. Sarah stood in the way, her gun pointing right at him. “I wouldn't even think about it.”
“Give it up, Melendez,” Garrett said, pointing a gun at the guy's head. “I'm not about to give you the satisfaction of suicide by officer. You're going to prison. Justice for all of your victims.”
Melendez lifted his gun to his head and a shot rang out. The guy swore, then clutched his bloody hand to his body. “I'll make you pay, Matthews.”
“I think you have that turned around, Tony.” Garrett slipped back into cop mode, reading Anthony Melendez his Miranda rights and efficiently putting the handcuffs on him.
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wo days later, Amber and Garrett were standing in the mountain resort with the high glass wall overlooking the ski slopes. He admired the white snow glistening behind the pastel hibiscus-covered wedding cake.
“You couldn't have planned a more beautiful backdrop,” Garrett said, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. “You, me and the Lord.”
“It's just too bad the wedding party didn't make it up here because of the snow,” she said with a smile. “I can't believe they were snowed out twice.”
“Let's not waste a perfectly beautiful cake. The pastor's upstairs in his hotel room, and I'm sure we could drum up a few witnesses to make it legal.”
“You have to be the most romantic cop I've ever fallen in love with, Garrett.”
He smiled. “What do you think? Care to become Mrs. Matthews today?”
“Keep joking around, and I might just say yes.”
“I can't think of anything that would make me any happier than to ask the Lord to bless this day as our wedding anniversary.” He turned her around to face him and kissed her softly on the lips. “I love you, Amber.”
She saw the tenderness in his eyes. “I love you, Garrett, but the bride and groom should be able to make it up here by tomorrow morning. They'll want their cake.”
“They can keep the cake. I just want the party planner.”
She laughed. “As long as I can have the bodyguard,” she said. “Today's a perfect day for a wedding.”
Dear Reader,
Shield of Refuge
has been a long time in planning, and sometimes the more we plan, the more determined God is to get us to slow down and listen to His plan. Garrett thinks he has his life all planned out, until Amber's determination to find the truth places her life in jeopardy. He's determined to escape falling in love, but the minute he meets Amber all his plans are turned upside down.
I love hearing how different the experiences of falling in love is for every couple. Writing romance probably sounds pretty simpleâformulaic, even. Despite claims of dating services, I don't believe there is a scientific, logical or perfect formula for finding one's soul mate. Not even in fiction. So when Garrett and Amber fell in love at first sight, it ruined my plotting, over and over. These two were absolutely determined they were going to call the shots. They had their “plans,” and they didn't like having roadblocks thrown in their way. And as determined as they were to follow all the rules of their own plans, they were forced to turn their lives to God, the author of perfect happily-ever-afters.
I do hope you've enjoyed all the IN THE LINE OF FIRE books, where the Matthews siblings put on the armor of God to fight drugs, assault and corruption every day.
If you'd like to contact me, write [email protected], or P.O. Box 200286, Evans, CO 80620.
ISBN: 978-1-4268-2469-2
SHIELD OF REFUGE
Copyright © 2008 by Carol Steward
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