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“Those sensors,” Roman said, teeth clearly gritted.“Shocked the hell out of me when I got hit and it’s still sending a pretty damn painful pulse every few seconds.”

Not unlike what you would feel if you got shot in real life while on a mission.Although probably not nearly as painful.

“So I guess you’re not dead,” Liam said.

Roman cursed again under his breath.“No.Just wounded.No wonder that lab coat bastard was all but laughing.”

“Alright, that’s it.Let’s finish this.If they’re going to use force, I’m not going to hesitate to order you all to do so, too,” Derek said.

It was over less than two minutes later.

Ashton and Liam picked off three more of the six—five had been bad intel from the beginning, a nice little twist in the game—Lillian was able to take the other two from where she’d successfully sneaked around behind them.

The lights came up, and all mechanical bad guys stopped moving.The good guys had won that particular scenario.

“Alright, people, we’re going to need to debrief.Not just our actions but how everything worked in here,” Derek said.“Meet in the control room in fifteen minutes.”

Ashton took off his gas mask now that overhead ventilation units were sucking all the residual tear gas and smoke out of the building.

He stood up and looked around the room he had crawled into to take his shots.It looked just like an apartment living room.Maybe the room would be part of another scenario—domestic hostage-taking or something.

He turned to walk to the window so he could crawl back out and find a way to the ground when metal shutters suddenly dropped from the ceiling, covering the window, blocking his route.

Great.There went that exit.When the scenario finished, obviously everything shut down.Literally.

Ashton turned toward the door on the other side of the room; the only other exit.He’d find his way back down using that.

But the metal shutters dropped from the ceiling there, too, covering the door.

“Um, Derek, I’ve got a situation here.I think Big Brother just locked me in the apartment building room I was using as cover.”

Liam laughed.“I guess they don’t have all the bugs worked out.”

“Roger that, Ashton.”Derek responded.“The control room should be able to hear this conversation and let you out soon.”

“But until that time,” Roman piped up, “please use your isolation to reflect on how you plan to move yourself out of the friend zone with the lovely Ms.Worrall.”

Ashton rolled his eyes and gave a mock laugh.“You know what?You guys can kiss my—”

His words froze up as every sensor on his clothing and gear began to jolt him repeatedly.Ashton dropped to the ground, his muscles seizing up from pain, as almost every inch of his body was bombarded by a near constant flow of electric shock.

Chapter Four

All Ashton could do for the first few moments of the shocks burning throughout his body was survive.The pulse faded and he struggled to heave breath into his lungs, cursing through gritted teeth as the shocks amped up again.

“Fitzy, what’s going on?”Ashton could hear Roman’s voice but couldn’t respond, unable to unclench his jaw.He could feel his vision begin to fade but knew if he lost consciousness he’d die here in this room.

Ashton slid toward the metal shutters that had covered the window he’d climbed in and slammed against it with his foot as hard as he could.

“Ashton, report.”Derek was in full team leader mode, but Ashton couldn’t speak.He slammed his foot against the shutter again.Vaguely he could hear orders barked over the comm unit.

The shocks eased again.Ashton reached for the light netting-like material that covered his SWAT garb.The sensors, like the ones that had shocked Roman when he’d been “shot,” were giving the shocks.Although obviously malfunctioning since Ashton didn’t think death by electrocution was supposed to be part of the training simulations.

“Sensors malfunctioning.Shocks.”Ashton barely managed to get the words out before the voltage cranked again.

Through the agony coursing through his body, Ashton could hear Derek demanding that the control room shut off all the suits since they seemed not to be able to isolate Ashton’s.Could hear Roman and Liam attempting to get under the metal shutters at his feet.

And a whole lot of cursing from just about everyone.