The song on the jukebox changed to an Amy Winehouse song "Rehab" and Claudia eyed Jason.

Jason repeated his question. "Tell me all there is to know about yourself?"

Claudia threw her head back and laughed uncontrollably. Her laughter shocked Jason, in a good way. It transformed the hard lines on her face. Her eyes sparkled and she appeared soft and gentle.

Claudia got herself under control, but she still had a slight smile on her face. "I'm pretty sure you have people investigating me as we speak."

"Yeah, I do, but you know everything about me. Don't you think it's only fair that you tell me about yourself?" Jason responded.

Claudia's face returned to its predatory stance. "I don't play fair."

Then her face softened just a little. "But I guess I will make an exception this once so you and Sonny can have a clear picture of who you're dealing with. Many of my actions are not traceable."

She leaned in across the table and Jason leaned in to meet her at midpoint. "A true enforcer gets the job done without needing recognition. You're men won't find much. I'm not impulsive. I move in silence, in the dark."

"So teach me oh wise one." Jason mused and then leaned back in his seat.

His hands brushed hers and she felt electricity. She jerked her hands away with a shocked look on her face that she quickly managed to change to one more suitable expression for the situation.

She leaned back in her chair mimicking Jason. "Fine. I'll tell you the life and times of Claudia Zacchara. When I was sixteen my father sent me to Europe to live with my Uncle. My Uncle handled all the affairs in Europe. He also was his own enforcer. I used to sneak out and follow him to meetings. I also followed him on a couple of jobs. Let's just say he wasn't all to pleased by my presence and leave it at that. After a few weeks of me playing tag along, he figured he wasn't going to win and he might as well teach me since I was going to follow anyway."

Claudia sighed. "He taught me how to do business. His first rule was to never let your personal feelings interfere with you're business decisions. Something your boss should learn."

She let that last part linger out there for a minute, waiting to see if Jason was going to respond. Jason of course wasn't going to dignify that last statement with a reaction so he sat still waiting for her to continue.

Claudia continued, "My Uncle hired an expert to teach me martial arts. He trained me himself on weapons. I can fire anything from a small Kahr P9 to a sniper rifle and I have an accuracy rate of ninety-eight percent."

Claudia raised her eyebrows in a gesture that said "beat that" to Jason. "I was trained with all other types of weapons from the cross bow to swords and then my personal favorite knives." She patted her belt. "I learned explosives and hand to hand combat. My Uncle and I sparred all the time, but he wouldn't let me go out on my own till I beat him."

She took a deep breath in remembrance. "I don't know if he just got too old or I got that good, but I finally beat him and from that point on I took over the enforcer position and he stuck to running the business. We're a great team."

Jason was quite impressed by her knowledge. His first impression was accurate; she's as deadly as she is beautiful. Claudia was going to be a force to reckon with. One like no other he or Sonny had come up against. "You left Europe to come help you're brother. What about the business there? Who's left to protect your interest there?"

Claudia's eyes narrowed. "I have other enforcers in Europe, but they won't be needed. The other families no better than to cross me. It would not take me long to get back and my retaliation would be swift and destroy their entire organization. I protect my own"

Jason quirked his lips to the side and then burst out in laughter. She was a walking encyclopedia of clichés. He wondered did she practice this stuff. Maybe she had a book filled with so called terrifying remarks that she used to intimidate the enemy. He was sure she could back up all her words, but come on, I protect my own, she had to be kidding him.

Claudia didn't believe her eyes or ears. The so called stone cold killer that sat before her was laughing as if he was an innocent boy. The cold façade was removed and his blue eyes danced with amusement. It took her a second for her to remember that he was laughing at her. She crossed her arms across her chest and gave Jason a chastising look.

Jason caught the look and fought down his amusement. "I'm sorry." He managed to say without laughing. "It's not that I don't think you're a bad ass, it's just sometimes the words you choose sound like you borrowed them from The Godfather or some other mob movie. I know you mean to sound menacing and maybe you do to others, but they just amuse me."

Claudia laughed. "Ok I'll give you that one. I can be a little over dramatic at times." Claudia threw back another shot then jumped up out of her chair. She looked around the room. Almost everyone had left. She reached her hand out to Jason. "Dance with me."

Jason gave her an incredulous look. "I don't dance." He answered her flatly.

"What? Don't tell me you don't know how? Or are you just afraid that I'm luring you in so I can kill you?" She raised her eyebrows and raised her right hand. "I promise. I'll behave." She reached her hand out to Jason again and he took it. He wasn't about to show her fear even if it was just a dance.

Claudia led him to the dance floor just as the song changed. She put her arms around Jason's neck and he placed his on her hips. Jason was keeping her at arms length, but Claudia closed the distance between the two of them and pressed her body up against his.

It's not a silly little moment
It's not the storm before the calm
This is the deep and dyin breath of
this love we've been workin on
Can't seem to hold you like I want to
so I can feel you in my arms
Nobody's gonna come and save you
we pulled too many false alarms

Jason was speechless. Her body fit into his. He could feel the sway of her hips to the music his hands going along for the ride as they moved with her. He could smell her. She had a sweet smell. It reminded of Lila's garden.

We're goin down
and you can see it too
We're goin down
and you know that we're doomed
my dear
we're slow dancing in a burnin room

Claudia gave in to her desire and placed her head against Jason's chest. She could hear his rapid heart beat. He was just as aroused as she was. She had done all her homework on Morgan. His picture didn't do him justice. She actually felt comfortable around him. She had laughed. It had been a long time since she did that in public. She always kept her guard up when she was around others. Always being as hard as possible. It usually took a few people disappearing before the opposing family came to terms with the fact that a mere woman was capable of raining down terror on their organization. She smiled as she lay against his hard chest. She would have to remember to hold back those types of comments.

I was the one you always dreamed of
you were the one i tried to draw
how dare you say it's nothin to me
baby, you're the only light I ever saw

I make the most of all the sadness
you'll be a bitch because you can
you try to hit me just to hurt me
so you leave me feelin dirty cuz you can't understand

Jason hands no longer stayed on her hips. They had somehow managed there way to her back and lay clasped together on the small of her back, just above her butt. Jason felt her breath on his chest and his heart raced in response. He resisted the urge to pull her closer. The words of the song were speaking to him. Why was he so attracted to this woman? She's the enemy. He told himself and then rested his head on her hair.

We're goin down
and you can see it too
We're goin down
and you know that we're doomed
my dear
we're slow dancing in a burnin room

Claudia molded her body into Jason's. The music had taken her over and she ground her hips to the slow beat and to her surprise Jason was keeping up. His body moved in synch with hers. Jason moved one hand from her waist and brought it up between them. Parting their bodies. She looked up into his blue eyes and saw all the desire she was feeling. He took his hand and brushed a wayward strand of her hair away and tucked it behind her ear. That simple gesture sent chills up Claudia's spine.

Go cry about it why don't you
Go cry about it why don't you
Go cry about it why don't you
my dear, we're slow dancin in a burnin room
burnin room, burnin room
don't you think we oughta know by now
don't you think we shoulda learned somehow
don't you think we oughta know by now
don't you think we shoulda learned somehow
don't you think we oughta know by now
don't you think we shoulda learned somehow
don't you think we shoulda learned somehow
don't you think we shoulda learned somehow

(John Mayer, Slow Dancing In A Burning Room)