Page 57 of Double the Dilemma

“Let her go, Sena,” she called out into the darkness.

“I could,” Sena called back, “but that would end with all those fucking bikers coming after me. So, no, I think I’ll hold on to her. At least until you and I are far away from here.”

“You’re not going anywhere,” Razor hissed behind her, sounding far closer than she wanted. A shot rang out and she hit the ground, the bullet going through the shattered window. “Fuck,” Razor snarled, and Karissa turned her head to look for him, panic gripping her. Was he hit? “Damn she really is a terrible shot,” Razor grunted as he poked his head out again. When he saw her, she saw the relief in his eyes, which was quickly replaced with anger. “Karissa, don’t be an idiot. Get your ass back in here.”

“No,” she told him, her heart calming knowing he was okay.

“Stay right the fuck where you are, biker boy, or the next one will be in her head. I’ll love to watch her splatter all over you.”

“You’d have to hit me first,” Karissa called back tauntingly, wanting to draw Sena’s attention back to her. “And you still can’t hit shit.”

“Maybe if she wasn’t such a psycho she’d have spent more time practicing,” Glitch called out, then let out a grunt, and Karissa had to assume Sena had hit her. “Bitch,” Glitch gritted out.

“Next time it will be a bullet in her head, Krissy,” Sena yelled. “So you better come out, because I’m losing my patience.”

Karissa stepped forward, pausing when Razor snapped her name. Slowly, she turned and looked at him. Everything came into focus for her in that moment. The man was pissed at her, terrified for her, and the reason she was still here. He infuriated her, excited her, and made her world a whole lot brighter. He was the reason she would fight to live. She loved him. It hit her hard, and it made her heart pound. “Razor,” she said calmly, staring at him. “I’ll be fine, but if I’m not, I love you. Just so you know.” Then she turned and walked toward the porch steps.

“God, your timing sucks,” she heard someone mutter.

“Fucking finally,” Sena grunted, coming out from the trees along the fence line, Glitch held in front of her as a shield. Glitch looked pissed, her head bleeding from where Sena must have hit her, but when her eyes connected with Karissa’s, she just grinned, seeming unconcerned.

“Babe, you really need to pick some better friends,” Glitch rasped. “I’m starting to worry you’re always going to pick insane ones. Excluding me, of course.”

“Would you shut the hell up?” Sena snapped at her.

Glitch glanced back at her, giving her a cool stare. “Are you going to stop being a cunt?” she returned.

Karissa didn’t flinch when Sena brought her hand up and hit Glitch in the back of the head again with her gun. Glitch grunted, but she didn’t fall, though her eyes were glassy with pain. “Stop it,” Karissa snapped, drawing Sena’s gaze. “I’m here now, you can let her go.”

“You think I’m that stupid and I haven’t done my homework?” Sena sneered. “I know you have snipers in this fucking club, and I’m not about to have my head shot off by letting her go. We’re going to leave here, and none of them are going to follow. I don’t give a shit about them, even if they have gotten in my way.” She gave Karissa a cruel smile. “How’s the little bitch? Too bad I missed. I’d have loved to see her head splatter all over the place.”

Karissa heard Rogue snarl like a feral animal behind her, and she hoped that Razor and the rest of the men could keep him contained. “You shot at a child, you psycho bitch,” Karissa snarled at her. “Your beef is with me, not them. You want me to go with you, then let Glitch go, and take me. You leave everyone else alone. I don’t need their help to kill you.”

Sena’s eyes flashed. “Come forward,” she ordered, still holding Glitch in front of her. “Her for you.”

“Fine,” Karissa said calmly, stepping off the porch and down into the driveway. She used all her senses as she did, trying to figure out where her team was. Knowing them, they were set up and ready to grab her and Glitch, but she needed to be ready for anything.

When she was close enough to Sena, Sena shoved Glitch forward and grabbed Karissa by the arm, lifting the gun to press against Karissa’s forehead. The triumphant smile on her face made Karissa want to kill her on spot. She thought she won, that she could finally exact her revenge. “Turn around,” Sena ordered, pressing the gun tighter against her skull. “Then we’re getting out of here. We’ll finish this without an audience.”

Karissa stared her in the eyes as she said evenly, “No. We both know that you’re going to shoot me as soon as I turn my back. You want to kill me, you’re going to do it staring into my eyes.”

“You’ve never listened or known when to give up,” Sena seethed, her eyes glittering with malice. “You just keep pushing.”

“You seem to think you know a lot about me considering it’s been a very long time since we’ve seen each other,” Karissa replied mildly. “I think you want me dead so badly that you can’t stand the thought that I’m still walking around, living my life, happy, and not thinking about you at all. Is that what pisses you off, Sena? That you can’t ever be happy? That you know that even if you kill me, you won’t ever be normal? No man or woman is going to want a psychopath for a lover.”

Sena’s face went red with rage. “Shut. Up.” Her words vibrated with it, and Karissa knew she was almost there. She just needed to keep this going so her team and Razor and the club could get into position. She didn’t need their help, but she was glad they were at her back.

“Truth hurts, doesn’t it?” Karissa continued, giving her a taunting grin. “You know I’m not lying, and you know that you’ll never be happy. Did you know that we found your little hideout in the alley? Wanna know how we found you? You’re just not that smart. You let yourself be caught on camera meeting up with your dealer, and all we had to do was follow you. You think you’re so smart and untouchable, Sena, but you’re no better than any other common criminal. You’re nothing special.”

Sena roared her rage, the sound bubbling up from her throat, but also giving Karissa the exact thing she needed. She was moving before Sena could pull the trigger. The gun went off right beside Karissa’s ears, making them ring. She had anticipated the moment of disorientation after the gunshot and recovered quickly, launching herself at Sena and sending them both sprawling to the ground.

“Fucking bitch,” Sena screamed as Karissa hit her wrist, making Sena drop the gun. Karissa kicked it away and grappled with Sena, trying to pin her. “I’ll kill you if it’s the last thing I do,” Sena promised. Then she bucked Karissa off of her with more strength than she would have figured possible.

Guess that’s what coke did to you. That was fine, she was finishing this tonight, and she wasn’t going to be the one to die.

Sena rolled, grabbing for the gun, but Karissa kicked it farther away before stepping on Sena’s wrist hard enough to have her crying out, though not necessarily in pain. “You want to kill me,” Karissa told her icily, “you’re not going to take the easy way and shoot me. Let’s settle this now, Sena. You and me. No one else will interfere.” Lifting her voice, she called, “Anyone with a gun on us, put it down. We’re going to settle this and I don’t want any kind of help.”

She didn’t wait for their answer. Instead, she stepped back and away from Sena, watching her until she was in the middle of the road. Sena rolled to her feet and sneered at her. “I can’t wait to watch you die,” she panted. She stepped forward too, circling Karissa like a lion stalking a gazelle, looking for a weak point. “I’ve dreamed of it, you know. Ever since they hauled me off to that shithole.”

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