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it got their attention and the entire room shifted, the only sound the scraping of chairs on the tile.
    “You’re a total bastard,” Griffin whispered low. “I think they peed themselves.”
    Dare just shrugged, his expression implacable. “This is the least of their problems today. If I don’t have all of them puking up their breakfasts by ten in the morning, I’ve failed.”

Chapter Five

    T he obstacle course didn’t look that bad.
    It didn’t look like fun either.
    There was crawling under nets, climbing walls, hurdles to jump, a rope to swing over a large muddy area and a few other items to ruin their day. It reminded her of a boot camp fitness class she’d signed up for a few years back. Jazz was glad that staying in shape was part and parcel of being an actress these days. She didn’t want to embarrass herself in front of the cameras. Or the sheriff and his deputies.
    Sheriff Sawyer, out of uniform and dressed in blue sweats and matching tank top, was currently wearing an expression that clearly showed he wasn’t impressed with his so-called recruits and she couldn’t really blame him. Sandy was complaining about losing her phone. Danny was busy trying to charm Sandy and all the other pretty female crew members. Wayne was lagging behind the entire group and constantly had to be herded as he would wander away if they weren’t watching. Peggy had taken one look at the course and almost burst into tears and was being comforted by Levi. His eyes had gleamed when he’d gotten a look at the challenging obstacles. It looked like he was ready to go for it.
    Jazz was in Levi’s camp. The sooner they did it the sooner it would be over. She needed to practice and do the best she could. On Thursday she would be competing with the other five and only the winner would be safe from elimination.
    She had to win.
    The cameras were stationed along the course as the competitors warmed up and stretched their muscles. Despite some morning yoga in her hotel room, Jazz was still a little stiff from the traveling yesterday and the last hour hadn’t helped. She’d spent most of it waiting around while the production crew filmed the contestants “arriving.”
    They’d all been cleaned up with hair and makeup which wasn’t going to help them in the least now. Jazz’s three coats of mascara were going to run and turn her into a raccoon no matter how waterproof the package said it was. It was hot and there was going to be sweat. End of story.
    “Line up and we’ll let you go one by one, giving the person ahead of you some time. We don’t want you to bunch up. For this first run just take your time and get familiar with the course,” the scowling Deputy Turner said. Jazz wondered if the man ever smiled. He appeared to be mad about basically everything all the time. Maybe his tightie whities were way too tight.
    Trying to muffle her giggle, Jazz got in line behind everyone but Wayne. As usual he was pulling up the rear.
    Danny went first, diving down so he could crawl under the netting on his belly. When he cleared that obstacle, he grabbed the rope and sailed over the mud pit without a problem. The climbing wall was where he found an issue. Already winded, he didn’t have the strength to pull himself up and over. Bent over with his hands on his knees, he sucked in some air and then stepped back to try again.
    This time the handsome sheriff leaned over and said something to Danny before he got a running start. Whatever it was, it must have made a difference because he easily cleared the wall and was on to the rest of the course.
    “What do you think the sheriff told him?” Wayne asked, his brows knitted together. “Whatever it is, I want to know too.”
    Levi went next, and despite having a supposed desk job he made the course look damn easy. Well, crap.
    Peggy struggled and required coaching from the sheriff and deputy, as did Sandy, and then it was Jazz’s turn. She took off at a run and dove to the grass, banging