Chapter 19 - Page 277 - Louisiana Law

   Before Jim could answer, they were handcuffed again and led to separate interrogation rooms. Shanha was nowhere to be seen. Jim saw Rhasha seated in her interrogation room through the open door as three officers led him into his interrogation room and closed the door.

   Inside the room was a desk with a confession form and a pen laying on top of it. A tape recorder was placed in the center of the desk and the "on" button was depressed. The arresting officer sat on the corner of the desk, facing the other officers. Jim was still handcuffed. One of the assisting officers held Jim's arm, pushing him forward.

   Suddenly the third officer sucker punched Jim in the stomach. The force behind the blow lifted him into the air. He bounced off the wall and sprawled on the floor. "That was just to get your attention," the officer said. All three officers laughed.

   Jim tried to stand up. With his hands cuffed behind him, it was awkward for him to get to his feet. A strange blue glow had formed around him.

   "What's that blue around you?" the arresting officer asked, frowning.

   Jim didn't answer. When he regained his feet, he walked over to the officer who had punched him, thrust his face within inches of the officer's face, and, gritting his teeth, stared into the officer's eyes. "Is that the best you can do?" he snarled. "Shanha can hit harder than that."

   The officer looked at Jim in disbelief. His eyes kept sliding to the blue glow around him.

   God had surrounded Jim with his protective shield. He hadn't even felt the blow.

   The officer's face turned red, then anger overtook his shock. He hauled off and hit Jim with everything he had, smashing his fist into Jim's face. This time God held Jim solid. Not a hair moved on his head. The officer howled, then clutched his right hand in his left hand, groaning. The force behind the blow had broken two of the officer's fingers.