That girl's got style

Ria looked as beautiful and as deadly as ever. 

Dressed completely in black, she had blended into the darkness and Sienna hadn't heard her move at all. 

"Why applaud for me if you're here to kill me?" Sienna asked bluntly. 

This wasn't the first time Ria had done this. 

Back in Ralph Blanton's villa she had also clapped for Sienna but that hadn't changed anything. 

Right now, Ria tipped her head back and laughed. 

"Sienna Astor," She said with a hint of respect in her voice, "What makes you think I want to kill you?"

"Oh, I don't know," Sienna pretended to think, "Maybe when you aimed a gun at me or helped my husband's rival attempt to assassinate us?"

Ria chortled, hooked her thumbs in her belt loops, "All in good fun."

Sienna raised an eyebrow, tightening her grip on the hanger and wondering if she could distract Ria long enough to make a run for it.