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“I’m getting real tired of women pointing guns in my fucking face,” Savage snarled. “Put the gun down, woman.”

The sound of a safety releasing had Razor wincing. Karissa pushed forward too, and he wasn’t far behind. When he could finally see, he had to bite back a laugh. In front of Savage stood a woman of about five-two, with bright pink hair that she had styled into a sexy bob, bright blue eyes that were currently ice cold, and a Glock in her small hand that was steady and pointed at Savage’s forehead. It was almost ridiculous, but seeing as a gun was involved, and he had the full confidence she wouldn’t hesitate to use it, he wouldn’t laugh. “Wanna try that again, big guy?” Glitch said with that sweet, sugary tone.

“Glitch!” Karissa barked, pushing past Savage. Glitch flicked a glance at her but looked back at Savage, gun still in place. “Come on, put it down,” Karissa sighed.

Glitch slowly lowered her gun before she flicked on the safety, put it in her waistband and then turned back to Karissa. She was shorter than Karissa, but the look on her face had all the giant men there concerned. She was pissed. Then, she moved forward and punched Karissa right in the gut, making Karissa grunt.

“Shit,” Simba groaned as he shoved Razor out of the way.

Surprisingly, Karissa didn’t retaliate, she just rubbed her stomach. “I deserved that,” she rasped out.

“Fucking right you do!” Glitch yelled at her, putting her hands on her hips. “Bitch, do you know how worried I was? You message and say you need help, then you say that people are trying to keep you here, and I can’t reach you again. Couldn’t reach the team, nothing. I thought something happened, so I was coming here to get you. And here I find that you’re alive and well, hanging with a bunch of bikers. What the fuck kind of teammate and friend are you?”

“A terrible one lately,” Karissa said contritely. “I’m sorry, Glitch. It’s been a crazy couple of days and I just assumed the team would let you know.”

“Of course they fucking didn’t,” Glitch snapped. “They have dicks, Xena. Dicks. Which means they have no brains to remember to call me and let me know that you were fine.”

“I like her,” Razor heard Jax laugh. “Can we keep her? Hell, she can be my Old Lady.”

“Glitch,” Simba said with a sigh as he stepped forward. “I’m sorry.” Then he let out a grunt when she turned and punched him in the stomach too. “You still pack a punch for a computer nerd,” he grunted.

Glitch glared at him. “See if I help you again, asshole. Do you know what you’ve put me through? You know I don’t like to leave my place. And now here I am, sneaking into a goddamn biker compound to find you.”

“Speaking of, how did you get past the security?” Savage demanded.

Glitch gave him a derisive look. “Child’s play. Your system is lacking. I was able to hack it in a minute.”

“Bull-fucking-shit,” Code snapped, clearly insulted. “That system lacks nothing.”

Glitch returned an arched glare. “I got through your firewalls in less than five minutes. You either got lazy and missed a bunch of back doors, or you’re arrogant and believe no one can get through so why bother trying to stop an intruder. So which is it?” Code’s face went dark red with temper at her questions and obvious insults.

“Before you start comparing hard drive sizes,” Karissa said drily, “how about we focus on the fact that you’re here, and we get you set up in a room?”

Glitch turned to look at Karissa. She sniffed and said, “You’re assuming I’m going to stay. You know I don’t like to leave home.”

“Yes, but I’m glad you’re here, and it’s not like you can leave now. You wouldn’t be able to get a flight out until at least tonight or tomorrow,” Karissa pointed out easily. “We’ll get you set up, you and I can go a few rounds, and then you can help us find the bitch after me.”

Glitch was silent for a moment and then sighed. “Fine. But if you pull this shit again, I’m going to shoot you and make you not so pretty, got it?”

Karissa grinned. “Got it.” Then she hugged her.

Razor shook his head. God, this whole team were nuts, and he was starting to see why Karissa worked so well with them. He glanced at Savage, who looked resigned to having another strong, and crazy, woman under the clubhouse roof. He bit back a grin. He wondered how long it would be before Savage started requiring that any women coming into the club be quiet and meek.

Or at least, not have any guns to point at him.

CHAPTERTWENTY-FIVE

KARISSA

She was excited Glitch was here, but at the same time, her mind was whirling. Sena killed again. Because of her. She hadn’t really processed it until now, and now her mind was whirling and guilt was building. A woman only a few years younger than her was dead; she had no life ahead of her anymore. Had her future ripped away, all because Sena saw her and decided to take out her anger about Karissa on her.

She wished she could leave it alone and write it off as done and over, nothing she could do, but that wasn’t her. She felt it deep in her gut that it was her fault. Still, she kept it to herself, because she didn’t feel like hearing a lecture from Razor or anyone else. Instead, she headed up to Razor’s room to change into some workout gear. She needed some time in the gym, where she could work out some of this in her head, and beat on a few people at the same time.

Her mind flashed to the last time she was in the gym with Razor, and a shiver worked its way down her spine. She wouldn’t mind another session with him like that one.

When she entered Razor’s room, she stopped when she realized Razor was already there, pulling off his shirt just as she opened the door. She made a humming sound of appreciation as she took in the tattoos on his back, and the way his muscles bunched and flexed with his movements. He turned and grinned at her as she shut the door and leaned back against it. “See something you like?” he asked, turning to face her fully.

She took him in, the muscles of his chest and shoulders, the ink covering them, and the way his body tapered down into the muscled abs that showed his use of the gym. “I do,” she purred, stepping forward.

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