The conversation died instantly as the door opened and Lia walked in hurriedly. Her eyes searched the room, moving from one person to the other as she tried to understand what this was all about. She'd seen the wounded soldier who'd just been dragged out in pain, and now the angry looks on the faces of her husband and Vienna. 

Her confusion deepened. Her long blonde hair was messy, and her lips were painted red. "What's going on here?" She asked. 

Ethan didn't even look at her. He knew her appearance was only going to make things worse, it would only deepen his anger. 

"Not now, Lia." He said, shitting. ...