Page 45 of Double the Dilemma

Code’s mouth flattened, but he shook his head. “I’ve called the number you gave me a few times, and it goes straight to voicemail.”

Simba and the other men on the team frowned, and so did Karissa. “That’s not like her,” Karissa said carefully.

“I’ll call her when we’re done,” Simba assured her, though from the clenching of his fingers on the table, Razor guessed he was concerned. Apparently this was out of character for Glitch, but that would have to wait. Right now, finding Sena was their main priority. Especially now that she was killing random people.

“What did the note at the apartment say?” Karissa asked.

Code pulled up an image of the note, which had been stabbed into a dead cat on her doorstep. “Fucking bitch,” Karissa hissed as she looked at the picture. “She can’t just leave a note stabbed to my door, she has to kill some poor defenseless animal. I’m going to fucking stab her and see how she likes it. After I slit her throat, of course.”

Razor gave her a wary look. Karissa was pissed, and it was clear that she was fully prepared to kill Sena in the most bloody and painful way possible. It was a stark reminder of just who Karissa was, and what she was capable of.

He looked back at the note on the screen.

This is your fault, Krissy. She died because of you. Your bikers can’t save you. I’m done playing around and I don’t care who I have to get out of my way to get to you.

The note was unsigned, but there was no question who it was from. He couldn’t wait to find this bitch and put her down.

“She’s really poetic, isn’t she?” Taz said drily, making a few people chuckle.

“She’s trying to draw you out,” Razor said, looking at Karissa.

She nodded. “She wants to goad me into going to her.” She looked at Code. “Do you know who the woman she killed was?” Code hesitated, glancing at Razor, as if he wasn’t sure he should. Karissa let out a sound of frustration. “Don’t look at him for permission. He’s not in charge of me or how I react to things. This is not the first person she’s killed because of me, and won’t be the last if we don’t stop her. So show me.”

Code sighed and brought up a picture of the woman. Razor sat forward, looking at her. Facial features wise, the only resemblance to Karissa were her dark eyes and her nose. Everything else was un-Karissa-like. But far enough away, he could kind of see what Sena would have. Her name was Bailey Lynch, and she was twenty-four, no kids or husband, so that was at least something. She worked at the mall in a retail store, and left behind two parents and one sister.

“Why her?” Rogue wondered aloud.

“She has just enough resemblance to Karissa,” Ice remarked. “From far enough away, anyway. Close up, not enough.”

“Do you think she did this to try and draw us out?” Fury wondered aloud. “She knows you’re here, and if she thought Karissa was out and about, killing someone who looked like her would bring you and the rest of us out in a panic, giving her an opportunity to get Karissa alone.”

He did make a good point, Razor thought, but he wasn’t convinced. “But with us out this morning, surely she would have known that Karissa was with us, if she was watching,” he pointed out.

“She wasn’t trying to draw me out,” Karissa said grimly. “When she’s frustrated, she lashes out. Always did when we were in the foster home together. Her way of coping is to get that anger out and most times, that means some sort of violence. When it comes to me, someone or something dies in my place. She can’t kill me, so she kills someone who reminds her of me. It could have been her looks, could have been she accidentally bumped into her and set her off, it’s hard to say. Sena is a mystery, but she’s escalating.”

“What would normally happen after she did this before?” Tiger asked quietly.

Karissa sighed. “I always left afterward. I didn’t want anyone else to die, so I don’t know if she went on a spree, or if she followed me.”

“Well, we need to find her and get her dealt with so she can’t kill anyone else,” Savage said grimly. He glanced around the room. “We’re locking down the women and kids. I don’t want this bitch getting pissed and hurting any of them. That extends to you, Karissa, but since I know you won’t just let us handle it, you’re not to leave the property without someone with you.” He held up his hand when she opened her mouth to argue. “It’s non-negotiable. It’s going to be the rule for all of us, so don’t think it only applies to you and get all pissy about it. All brothers are to be in pairs when you leave the compound, and keep your eyes open. I don’t put it past her to try and take some of us out if it means getting to Karissa faster.”

“She’s going to get pissed off and impatient,” Karissa warned, “and that’s the time to worry. That’s when she’s most dangerous.”

“Then let’s hope we find her before she really goes off the rails,” Savage replied. He looked down at Simba at the other end of the table. “You all good with that?” Simba nodded. “Good. Code, see if you can retrace Sena’s steps. If we can figure out where she came from, maybe we can figure out where she’s going.”

“On it,” Code assured him.

“Everyone else, keep a careful eye out, and don’t let this bitch surprise you. We don’t need any more surprises, or anyone getting shot,” Savage said. Everyone murmured their agreement, and Savage stood, calling an end to the meeting. Everyone else stood, but as soon as Savage hit the door and opened it, he stopped dead, entire body going rigid.

Razor went on high alert, and so did everyone else.

“What the fuck?” Savage hissed, even as Ice and Fury moved forward.

“You know,” a feminine voice said easily, “you boys really are predictable, and your security system is shit. You have five seconds to tell me where she and my team are before I start shooting.”

“Shit,” Simba muttered. “Glitch, whatever you’re doing, stand down,” he barked, pushing forward.

“Oh, so you are alive,” the voice said sweetly. Razor still couldn’t see who the voice belonged to, but it looked like the final member of Karissa’s team had arrived.

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