Storm (The Storm Chronicles Book 6) - Plot & Excerpts
Raven Storm stood in the center of the range beside a red target dummy that had seen better days. She was dressed in black pants tucked into boots that kissed her knees and a black tank top that left her muscular arms and her Laugh Now Cry Later tattoo bare, even with her shoulder holster. Her black leather jacket hung on the galvanized railing behind her. On the shelf in front of her was a pistol she didn’t recognize. She picked up the FBI-issue Sig-Sauer P220 and looked at it with disdain. “What is this?” “The weapon you’re required to pass this test with,” Weaver replied. Mack Weaver was the current Seattle instructor. Short, with brown hair, brown eyes and the kind of face most people forgot after twenty minutes. Raven thought he looked like every jerk that had tried to date her in high school. He acted like one, too. Raven made a face. “I’m already qualified with it and I don’t carry one as a sidearm.
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