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Two desperate people--one last resort, Faith Grace Roussell is stalked by her ex-fiance and forced to search her conflicted heart. In a battle of love, loss, and raging jealousy, she strives to build a new life with peace and contentment, but Matt Allen has eyes like magnets she could get as lost in as unknown woods. Will he prove to be a helpmate or just another strawberry cull? Will she be forced to use The Pink Lady?
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Faith tore out of the jail's parking lot and prayed she wouldn't get a ticket. She turned Old Blue into the flowing traffic. Her heart pumped faster than a race car engine. Dear God, please don't let me be too late. She reached down and punched Matt's number again. Come on, Matt, where are you? Pick up. Still no answer. She snapped the phone shut and focused on the road ahead. Who could possibly have it in for him? He was such a great guy. She gassed the truck as she passed the city limits and left the jail behind. Why wasn't he answering? She'd never had a problem before. This wasn't like him.
Faith whipped into the drive. She jumped from her pickup, strode to the side door, and knocked. No answer. She pulled out her cell and tried again. It rang and rang, then went straight to the voicemail. This time, she hung up without leaving a message.
She yanked the screen door, and it flew open, unlatched. The door knob turned, and she shoved the door open and yelled, "Matt, are you there?"
No response. She briskly marched through the house and called his name. She checked each room. In Matt's office, the swivel chair faced the door. Blood spotted it. Faith's heart lurched. Oh, God, please don't let me be too late. She spotted blood droplets on the carpet and followed them back through the kitchen and to the garage. Matt's truck ran. Dear God, what will I find when I open this door? Please let me be in time. Why didn't Matt use his pistol?
Faith jerked the garage door, but it wouldn't budge. She ran to the kitchen and hit the automatic door opener. The door slowly opened. She raced inside the garage, and the gas fumes nearly knocked her out. She coughed and held her nose with one hand. Her eyes burned, but she yanked open the driver's truck door. Matt tumbled out.
She let go of her nose and turned off the truck. Faith slid her arms under Matt's and locked her hands in front of his chest. She hefted. He didn't budge. She had to get him out of there. Now. No time to waste. She hauled in a breath, grunted, and heaved. He lifted, and she pulled him toward the door. One foot. Two feet. Three more.
"Matt, we're out of the garage." Please, Lord, help me. She couldn't drop him now. The outside air hit her face and tears of relief filled her eyes. She tenderly laid him on the grass by the side of the cement drive and yanked her cell from its holster. She dialed 911.
Assured the ambulance was on its way, Faith closed her phone and felt for his heartbeat. She rubbed her knuckles against his breast bone and stroked his face. So still. She touched his neck and held her breath. No response. She tilted his head and lifted his chin, then put her ear to his mouth and listened. Nothing. She looked for chest movement. Nothing. She listened for air blowing through his mouth or nose, or on her cheek. Nothing. He wasn't going to die if she had anything to do with it.
She ran her tongue over her lip and tasted perspiration. Why did sweat always taste salty, and why would she even think to question that at a time like this? She took a quick, shallow breath and whispered, "Come on, Matt. Breathe! BREATHE!"
It'd been a long time since she'd trained for CPR. Would she remember what to do? A bluish pallor stole over Matt's complexion, and his body became a dead weight. She had no time to lose.
Faith pinched his nose and made a seal over his mouth with her own. She breathed big enough to make his chest rise, let his chest fall, and repeated the rescue breath again. She listened for an intake of breath, an exhale, but the only sound was the pounding of her own heart in her ears.
"This is a novel where the reader can not only connect with the heroine and hero, as would be expected, but there's also connection with the villain. This is a unique take on how to present a villain and an inventive one."
"You will absolutely love Last Resort. The characters will pull you in and make you part of their world. B.J. Robinson weaves in faith in a way that will catch you off guard as you connect the dots and apply it to your own life. I did not want Last Resort to end. I recommend it with confidence and can't wait to see what is on the horizon for this new novelist."
"I immensely enjoyed this sweet romance, filled with suspense and plot twists. I loved Faith, she was not only a believer, but that belief was carried out in her daily life. Through prayer and trusting God, even when she was called to take extreme measures to protect her life and the life of the man she loved. I look forward to reading more wonderful novels from, B. J. Robinson."
"I was spellbound by Last Resort and B. J. Robinson. I loved the characters and didn't want to put the book down until I found out what happened to Matt and Faith... This a work of fiction written so realistically it seems real, and I look forward to reading more books from this author."
"What a great story! I loved how you drew your readers in so quickly and then constantly threw in twists and turns for them to deal with... I highly recommend it and know you will leave the book feeling inspired and encouraged in your walk in the Lord!"
"If you're a fan of romantic suspense, I happily recommend BJ Robinson's Last Resort set in fictional Bridal Wreath, Florida. In this drama of finding new dreams amidst the escape of past horrors, Robinson creates several story elements very well... I have to admit, I don't often read this genre, but I found Last Resort to be enjoyable escapism."
"I can tell through the author's words and characters that she walks with the Lord and writes stories of the trials and tribulations that can only be 'fixed' with prayer and supplication... Thank you B.J. for writing a book of hope, and reminding the reader God is in command and all you have to do is turn it all over to Him. I give Last Resort five stars and many blessings..."
"Written with such beauty and grace, Last Resort is an exceptional example of an inspirational romance novel. I look forward to reading more from Robinson in the future."
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