Lesbian Assassins 4 by Faye Audrey

Author:Faye, Audrey [Faye, Audrey]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Fireweed Publishing Ltd
Published: 2015-12-07T16:00:00+00:00

10

I’ve had a lot of people pretty pissed off at me in my life, but as I looked at the skinny kid in black leaning against the bar with her arms crossed, it occurred to me that she might be about to win that particular contest. Even without taking into account the six or seven people in well-used leathers flanking her.

I edged a little closer to Rosie. “I thought you said these people are friendly.”

“They usually are.” The woman at my side sighed. “She’s had a whole day to work on them.”

She’d clearly done her job very well. It wasn’t at all hard to tell whose side they were on. The ninety-pound kid had herself an army.

Lelo looked Rosie up and down, and then did the same to Carly. “Did you take care of him yet?”

My partner shook her head, mute.

I stepped forward, wanting to protect what was raw and vulnerable.

The kid switched her attention to me. “What the hell are you waiting for—little green men to come and get him?”

One of the guys leaning against the bar snorted. “That only happens in Area 51, Shortie.”

His friend elbowed him not-so-gently in the ribs. “She’s taller than you are, Riker.”

“Smarter, too.” Riker flashed Lelo a clearly besotted grin.

Beside me, Rosie groaned quietly.

“So.” The woman at the end of the line of black looked like she crushed rocks as a hobby. “Who’s the jerk-off who’s screwing with the kid, and how do we ride some tire tracks over his head?”

“We can’t.”

I blinked—those words had come from Lelo.

She leaned forward so she could see rock-crushing woman. “He’s an asshole, but we have to deal with him the right way.” Lelo gestured at me. “Jane’s the brains, so she has to figure out how to get this done. Until she says, nobody does anything stupid.”

My brain stuttered, trying to catch up. First, despite the lockdown she’d been in, the kid clearly hadn’t had any problem staying informed. And second, she wasn’t at all surprised at having fifteen hundred pounds of muscle ready to do her bidding. I raised an eyebrow. “What did you make them for dinner?”

She grinned. “Jambalaya.”

Contented heads nodded up and down the bar. Riker patted his belly. “Shortie can cook.”

Shortie could do a lot of things—but it was time for her to do them without her posse. I met Lelo’s eyes, hoping she could see the respect. And the plea. “How about we sit down and have a little chat, just the four of us?”

The bar line-up scowled in unison.

I raised an eyebrow. “We need to talk. You can’t stay in biker witness protection your whole life.”

Riker snarled. “Why the hell not?”

Rosie rolled her eyes. “Had her on a Harley yet, Stokes?”

The guy beside Riker nodded. “Yup. Kid’s got good moves. She just needs a few more pounds to handle the machine.”

Lelo grinned. “Or Rosie riding behind me.”

The sexy gypsy’s smile was a little sad as she steered the four of us to a quiet corner table. “When this is over, we’ll go riding.

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