The FBI Bride_An Undercover Bridesmaid Romance by Kimberley Montpetit

Author:Kimberley Montpetit [Montpetit, Kimberley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Spellbound Books
Published: 2019-05-19T04:00:00+00:00

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On Friday, the weather was freezing, and the NATs were rousted out of bed earlier than usual.

“What’s going on?” Chloe groaned, pulling on her sweats in slow motion, her limbs stiff.

“Temps are a balmy forty-five degrees. Wind chill twenty. Layer up, Agent,” Jenna ordered groggily.

Chloe quickly brushed her teeth, ran a comb through the hair, then snapped a hair band around her knot of thick hair. Finally, she threw her gray sweatshirt hoodie over her head to stay semi-warm.

“Hustle, people,” Agent Wells yelled from the end of the hall while doors slammed up and down the hallway. “You’ve had seven minutes to get dressed. You should only need five when we do a drill—preferably three if it’s an emergency. Pretend this is an emergency.”

Chloe’s stomach rumbled. She hadn’t eaten much for dinner last night, and she usually had a granola bar or a banana before her morning run. But they weren’t being given time to do anything but grab a bottle of water and go, go, go.

“Where we headed?” she asked the rest of her Hogan’s Alley team which had fallen into a group as they hustled toward the Academy field house.

“I heard it’s some sort of training exercise,” Marla said, muttering in a very grumpy mood.

“Hey, how’s your leg after the paintball attack?”

“Bruised, but okay. I was mad that I didn’t get to help inside the bank, but I blame myself for being such an easy target for the gunman.”

“We all make mistakes,” Chloe empathized. “And it was our first attempt at a real-life simulation.”

They reached the field a few minutes later, and Chloe groaned when she saw what was happening. No sleep was going to make this worse than normal. A lot worse.

Wade moaned and ran his hands through his crewcut. “I’ve heard about this, but I thought it came later in our training.”

Christian concurred with a simple, “This completely sucks.”

“What’s happening?” Lindsey asked, moving closer to Chloe and Jenna as if for comfort.

The NATs were being lined up in single file to get blasted in the face with oleoresin capsicum. The substance better known as pepper spray.

“They’re gonna hit us with pepper spray.”

“Why? What did we do?” Marla said, her eyes going wide with horror.

“Nothing. You’re a new agent trainee is all, my dear,” Jenna said, a grimace crossing her face.

“I don’t get the purpose,” Wade moaned again. “What are we supposed to learn?”

Jenna was the only patient one. She could usually calm everyone down with her practical sense and a personality that didn’t turn into hysterics at the drop of a hat. “Our superiors want NATs to know what it’s like to get pepper sprayed so we know what to expect if we spray a target or subdue an out of control suspect.”

“I don’t need to experience it to know that it’s awful,” Marla spit out.

Agent Fedorko was walking up and down the long line. “Yes, you do. What if an assailant does pepper spray you—and then tries to take your weapon. You’ll be caught off guard one second, the next you’re dead—shot with your own gun.

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