“You might be the girl who sent Axe-Man to prison, but you gotta understand something. I was the girl who stabbed my now-fiancé in the chest. Bea was the girl with her own stalker psychopath. Loulou was the girl who shot a rival biker in the head.” She shrugged as if such things were normal, a rite of passage, and maybe in the biker babe handbook they were. “If Axe-Man forgives you, who are we to hold the past against you?”
