Lie after Lie

My sister went into his club in a red dress. She came out in a body bag. "Miss, are you family?" The police officer wouldn't look me in the eye. The club was still flashing. People were still dancing inside. Music was still pounding while my sister lay cold on the pavement outside KNIGHT — Adrian Knight's club. Chloe was 19. "She drank too much. Fell from the balcony. It's an accident," the manager said. He was already wiping her fingerprints off the railing. I grabbed his collar. "Liar! She doesn't even drink!" That's when HE came out. Adrian Knight. He didn't even look at my sister's body. He looked at me, crying on the ground in my cheap dress, and said to his security, "Get her out of here. She's ruining the party." I will never forget his face. --- At home, I thought my parents would burn his club down with me. Instead, my mother was counting money. "Sienna, stop making a scene," my father said, not even looking up from the check in his hand. A check from the Knight Family Foundation. "Mom? Chloe is dead! Adrian Knight killed her!" My mother slapped me. "That 'small incident' was your sister's fault for going to a club like that! Mr. Knight was kind enough to pay for the funeral and give your father a new contract. You will keep your mouth shut!" They sold Chloe for a contract. That night I packed my things. I swore I would make Adrian Knight pay, even if it was the last thing I did. A week later, my mother threw an invitation at me. "The Knights are hosting a banquet at their hotel. All business partners must attend. You are coming to apologize for your behavior." I laughed. "Apologize?" "Yes. And you will wear something decent and smile. Your father cannot lose this partnership." I looked at the black invitation with gold letters: KNIGHT HOTEL - ANNUAL GALA. Perfect. If I couldn't get into his club, I would get into his hotel. I would find proof that he killed my sister. I went to my closet and pulled out Chloe's favorite red dress. The same one she died in. I had an identical one. Tonight, he will remember who she is. Tonight, I will start my revenge. I didn't know that tonight, I would end up in his bed.