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Code smirked. “We have Prospects for a reason,” he reminded her. “They can clean it up.”

Glitch glanced at the pile. She certainly didn’t want to deal with it, so she nodded. “Fine. I need to go and get something new to wear, then I need to get back to work.” She made sure her towel was secure, then she headed out of the bathroom. She had a moment of apprehension at realizing she was going to have to walk through the common area and up the stairs in her bathwear best, but she quickly pushed that aside. Like she gave a shit what people thought.

She heard Code following behind her, and when she reached the end of the hall, Karissa was just coming in from the front door, Razor right behind her. Both of them stopped in their tracks. Razor’s eyes went wide, while Karissa narrowed hers. Glitch held up her hand and said, “Don’t get any ideas. Harley started World War Poo and we got caught in the crossfire.”

Karissa looked over her shoulder, and Glitch knew Code was directly behind her. “And you both had to shower?” Karissa asked skeptically.

Glitch rolled her eyes. “You want to know, follow me upstairs because I need to get dressed and then I need to get back to work. I’m running behind.”

“Oh, you bet your little ass we’re talking about this,” Karissa told her, stepping forward. “And then I’m going to send Taz a message and tell him he missed out, and make him insanely jealous. You know how much he hates missing out on hot gossip,” she grinned wickedly.

Glitch rolled her eyes and headed for the stairs. “Whatever.” As she made her way up, she glanced over the railing at Code who was watching her with an unreadable expression. Unable to resist, she gave him a smirk. She had a feeling that their moment in the shower was over for good, and she was fine with that.

Hell, she even had a few ideas ready to make sure she didn’t do something stupid like fall in lust with her rival. She’d just have to convince Karissa to help her.

CHAPTERSEVENTEEN

SLIP

He had never wanted to find someone so much in his life. It was an obsession, one he had been harboring for over a decade. To find her and take her down. To make her suffer in the worst of ways for what she had dared to do to him. He wondered if she would remember him when he found her. When he stared down into her eyes and let her see that her death was coming, would she remember him as the boy who had spent so much time with her? Or would she remember him as the man she had screwed over in the jungle on the mission that had forced them all to flee for their lives, the one where he vowed he would kill her if it was the last thing he did. He wouldn’t allow her to fuck him over a third time.

His fingers flew over the keyboard as he searched for her. His team was getting restless as they waited for him to do his job, but he wouldn’t be rushed. This was important to not only him, but also his team. Because the last time she dared to screw them over, they all suffered, and Hazard wanted her to pay. Still, she was his, even if he let the other men have their turn with her. But they would not kill her.

No, that was reserved for him. First, though, he had to find her. He had a general location, now needed to narrow it down. He wasn’t wasting time chasing his own ass.

Finally, hours later, satisfaction surged when he found what he needed. Now they had a direction, and he wasn’t going to waste any time in getting there. Standing, he hurried out of the room to gather his team.

CHAPTEREIGHTEEN

GLITCH

“Ican’t decide if I’m impressed or concerned at you being in a shower, naked, with the man who pretty much ratted you out and then put our entire team in danger,” Karissa mused as she stretched on the mat beside her. They were warming up for their training session with the twins, who would be here any minute. And, apparently, it was also the place that Karissa wanted to corner her for all the details on what had happened with Code.

“How about neither?” Glitch suggested drily. “Nothing happened, and nothing is going to happen. We were covered in baby shit, and there was no way I was going to trail that stench up to my room. I’m still pissed I had to cut myself out of my favorite top.” She pouted, still mourning its demise.

Karissa rolled her eyes. “It was a shirt, shorty. We’ll find you a new one. Hell, maybe one of the twins has one you can borrow,” she suggested with a wicked grin.

Glitch glared at her. “Don’t think that I don’t know that’s your thinly veiled way of telling me I have the body of a teenage girl. And we both know they’re bigger in the bust than me, so I doubt their shirts will fit. I’m going to have to try and find a new one and get you to buy it for me.”

“Me? Why?”

“Because I can’t use any of my cards,” Glitch said with an annoyed sigh. “Or did you already forget that I’m in hiding here? Are you sure you haven’t taken a header off Razor’s headboard? Or, wait, are you still using the gym as your personal sex playground?”

Karissa’s lips pulled into a wicked grin. “Maybe,” she replied coyly.

Glitch rolled her eyes. “I’m not sure if I’m impressed you found so many uses for all this equipment, or disgusted at the thought of you getting frisky all over all the guy’s other bodily fluids.” She gave the mats she was sitting on a wary look. “I’m not sure I like that my ass might be in the spot where you or anyone else tried something kinky.”

It was Karissa’s turn to roll her eyes. “The Prospects clean in here daily, so I’m sure you’re safe,” she assured her drily. “And don’t think I didn’t notice you trying to change the subject.” She rolled to her stomach and then got into a plank position. “What’s up with you and Code?”

Glitch followed her move, and she loved the burn as her body tightened and tensed as she held the plank. So far, she was the only one in her team who could hold it for longer than five minutes, and she took great pride in that. “You mean other than he’s a pain in my ass?” she said, turning her head to the left to look at Karissa. “Don’t worry, while we were in the shower, I made sure to get in some jabs about his tiny dick.”

“Wait, you saw his dick?” Karissa barked, eyes widening.

Glitch blinked at her. “Simba needs to get you in for a brain scan,” she said with concern. “You’ve lost all common sense. Of course I saw his dick! We were in the damn shower.”

“I just assumed you had your underwear on,” Karissa defended.

“Considering that we were literally drenched in shit, and Code apparently goes commando, and I pretty much was too, it wasn’t like we had underwear to cover us. Besides, I already saw his cock earlier this morning.”

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