The Queen Mansion
Third Person POV
Felicity Smoak strolled up to Isabel Rochev.
'Mr. and Miss Queen are going to be late. They're extremely sorry. It couldn't be helped.'
'Where are they?' Isabel asked, glaring at the blonde.
'Um...'
In a street at night...
Arrow shot one of his arrows as the guys fired at him.
'Over there!' one of the guys shouted over the noise.
'Where, man?!'
'There, man?!' Just then a dagger flew into the shoulder of one of the gangsters, and he fell.
Back at the mansion...
'Just got a little held up. You know, tying up some loose ends,' Felicity said.
On the street...
Arrow shot another arrow, which wrapped around another of the gangster's legs and dragged him.
Back at the mansion...
'I'm actually in direct contact with them now. Let me - let me check.'
On the street...
More gunfire echoed as Arrow strung the gangster up by his legs.
'Where are you getting the guns?' Arrow shouted.
'Are you gonna kill me? Get it over with.' Athena slammed her elbow into his face, rendering him unconscious. Arrow leaned over and picked up the gun the man dropped.
In the Arrow hideout...
'Dig. Took down two more gangbangers. They were armed with fully automatic M4A1 assault rifles.'
'M4A1's are military grade weapons. Stolen, most likely.'
'Stolen from where?' Athena asked, tuning into her communicator.
'Well, we can look into that after your party,' Diggle said.
'What party?' Arrow asked.
Back at the mansion (Evelyn Queen's POV)...
Oliver and I slipped through the doors with Felicity, him dressed in a black suit and tie and myself in a forest green, sleeveless dress with gold accents through the skirt and bodice.
'Sorry we're late,' Oliver said to Isabel Rochev. She gave him a pointed look, and then flashed me a forced smile. I gave the same back to her.
'This party is to attract investors for your failing company. Being fashionably late might do well for the club circuit, but it does not inspire confidence in Wall Street.' She looked at him more closely. 'Is that blood on your face?'
'Hmm?' Oliver asked, completely oblivious to it.
'Don't worry, it's not his blood,' Felicity said, coming to the rescue for the two of us. 'I mean, of course it's his blood. Why would he have somebody else's blood on his face? Who taught you to shave, Mister?'
Isabel walked ahead of us into the main room where a lot of the people stood speaking in small circles. Felicity walked behind with Oliver and I.
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