Only a couple of minutes late, the Red Queen descended from the air, touching down in the shadows and strolling forward with cool grace. She wore no mask. She had no need to hide her face--not here, in this world where no one knew her. And that was all the better: no one would expect her to strike.
"Miss Hardy," the Red Queen purred. Her features formed into a smile, but without any sincerity. "How nice of you to come. I hope you'll forgive me for my brusque manner earlier. I did have some business to discuss with our darling Mr. Fisk. Some of which had to do with you, of course." She paced as she talked, entirely calm and casual but keeping an eye on Black Cat.