Smugglers in Amish Country by Debby Giusti

Smugglers in Amish Country by Debby Giusti

Author:Debby Giusti
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2021-11-21T18:33:03+00:00


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Luke hadn’t used his head. When he’d seen Marti being attacked, his only thought had been to get to the guy who was hurting her. He’d let emotion get the better of him and had ignored his years of training.

Without a weapon, Luke’s only recourse had been to overtake Hank. But his limp slowed him down, and he shouldn’t have been pounding the pavement this soon after surgery. His doctors would have wagged their fingers at him, but he hadn’t been thinking of anything except Marti’s safety.

Hank had escaped through the alley. No telling where he’d parked his utility truck, or whether he’d get out of town without being seen.

The pool guy had stopped long enough to fire his weapon at Luke when he barreled blindly around the corner. The memory of another round and the damage it had done played in his mind as the shot reverberated in the narrow alleyway. The guy in the red jacket was a poor shot. He hadn’t hit Luke broadside as he had, no doubt, planned to do. Instead he had grazed his leg. The same leg that had been wounded in the Atlanta shootout.

The hit had sent Luke tumbling to the pavement. He had cushioned his fall with his hands and rolled behind a dumpster that offered a bit of protection.

If the guy wanted to kill him, he could have backtracked and fired close range at Luke while he was down. It was doubtful Luke could have responded fast enough to survive.

“Luke!” He heard Marti’s voice, high-pitched and laced with fear.

“I’m okay. Watch yourself. He’s armed.”

She peered around the corner before she ran to Luke. “You’ve been hit.”

“A flesh wound.”

“You’re bleeding.”

Marti took off a scarf from her neck and tied it around his thigh.

“It only grazed me,” he assured her.

“Still, it’s bleeding, and it’s your injured leg.”

“I wasn’t using my head, Marti.”

“You were reacting.” She nodded. “I know the feeling.”

Footsteps sounded as Terry O’Reilly ran toward them. “The hospital notified me. Where is he?”

“Gone.”

The sheriff knelt beside Luke, pulled out his phone and called the hospital. “Someone head this way with a stretcher.”

The second call was to his office. “Notify everyone to be on the lookout for a pool utility truck. The same one we’ve been searching for. Might be headed up the mountain or to Lakeside Drive. Send cars in both directions and have someone else cruise downtown. We don’t want anyone else hurt today.”

Two aides from the clinic appeared with a stretcher.

Once they wheeled Luke back to the clinic, he turned to Marti. “You’ll find lunch on the desk in your exam room. I left it there before I went to find you.”

“Are you hungry?” she asked.

“I’m starving.”

Luke and Marti ate while the doctor examined both of them. “Good thing the guy didn’t get you an inch to the right.”

“I wish he would have missed completely, but I’ll be thankful for small favors.”

Marti’s nurse found her in Luke’s room. “The doctor said you’re cleared to go. If your condition changes, he will need to see you again.



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