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her alive. “I mean, really, those creepy hoods, your ridiculous tattoo, even your motorcycle looks like a snake. You must be a man obsessed.”
    Viper narrowed his eyes at her. “The serpent is a guardian of sacred places.” He motioned to the log building and the forest around him. “Like this. It also represents poison. A cobra’s venom is deadly.”
    Karen’s brow shot up. Despite her situation, she obviously wasn’t scared of Viper, though she should be. Viper was not someone to fuck with.
    She placed a hand on her hip. “So if I misbehave, you’ll what? Poison me?”
    Viper smirked. “Maybe. The serpent is also a symbol of vengefulness.”
    Karen snorted. “You mean like that man you killed? Was that vengeance?”
    Viper’s pink gaze narrowed to tiny slits. Stoner tensed, waiting for Viper to lash out at her. To strike her and force her into submissiveness. The man did not tolerate disobedience.
    Instead, his mouth curved into a fake smile. “Yes. For my baby sister, Tonya. You’ll meet her soon, but I’m thinking I’ll probably keep you away from her. You’re a bad influence.”
    “ I’m a bad influence?” Karen glared at him. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
    “You’re of the lower races,” he stated, as if that explained everything. “Inferior.”
    Her eyebrows rose in a mixture of outrage and disbelief. “Excuse me?”
    Stoner cleared his throat. Viper was a former member of the Skinheads and carried strong beliefs about a “higher” race, white power, and all that white supremacy crap. Karen’s darker complexion made her an “inferior race” in Viper’s mind, and he would treat her as such. Stoner feared the woman was about to find out how Viper treated “inferior” races.
    “How am I inferior to you?” she went on. “Do you have a college degree Mr. Viper? Have you done anything good in your life? What makes you better than me? Because your skin is whiter than mine? That’s a crock of shit and you know it!”
    Viper’s eyes glittered with anger. He glanced at Stoner. “I don’t have time to deal with this shit, man. Make her behave. Make her show some respect! Now!”
    Stoner hesitated. Karen’s gaze flew to his, defiance flaring in her eyes.
    “I dare you to make me behave ,” she hissed through her teeth, plopping her hands on her hips. “What are you guys, anyway, cavemen ?”
    Viper chuckled, a mean, nasty chuckle. His pink gaze remained on Stoner, waiting. “Well? She asked for it. Show her who’s boss. Show her cavemen .”
    Stoner closed his eyes and sighed. When he opened his eyes again, Karen was staring at him, the defiance gone and fear taking its place. She took a hesitant step back. Shit. He didn’t want to do this. He didn’t want to hurt her. But he couldn’t refuse, not with Viper standing there, watching.
    Her gaze locked on his, the challenge clear in her eyes. Then she dropped to her knees in front of him and bowed to the ground. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, her voice husky with a faint trace of the defiance she couldn’t quite relinquish. “I’ll do whatever you say. I promise.”
    A mixture of relief and admiration swarmed through him. He forced back a laugh. She was smart enough to know when to give in, though she didn’t do it willingly. She was acting. For Viper’s benefit. As long as she “behaved” in front of Viper, Stoner wouldn’t have to hurt her. How would she “behave” when they were alone? He was curious to find out.
    Viper cackled. “You’ve got your hands full with this one, Stoner, but at least she knows when to give up. If you can’t handle her, let me know, and I’ll take care of her.”
    Stoner would have to do everything in his power to make sure Viper didn’t “take care of” her. Because if Viper got his hands on her, she would never be the same.
    Viper glanced at Karen again. He reached down and snagged her wrist, removed the GPS. “I’ll take that.”
    Karen sputtered in outrage, but she was