084. the fun way

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    Solider: Fleurie, Tommee Profitt

"Oh, hey. I missed you guys." Harvey gets up as we all enter the office.

"Nice to see you too, Harvey." Miles nods. "But let's hug and kiss after we take this bitch down, yeah?"

"You read my mind."

"Now tell us what the hell you've done." Lois turns to my father and I clench my jaw.

"Before Don Falcone died, he warned me I had no idea what I brought to the city." Dad starts. "I now know he was talking about the Pyg. Somebody must have told him. My guess, that person has evidence that links Sofia to the Pyg's murder."

"Why not come forward with what you know?" Clark questions.

"It has to be more than just my word against hers."

"Or are you afraid the truth is gonna drag you down, too?" Harvey suggests.

"Harvey, we've been over this." Dad tells him.

"When did you know?" Oliver speaks up.

"Oliver, I swear, I had no idea until after it was too late.
And you all can be pissed, but this is bigger than us.
I need to know I can count on you. On all of you." He places Harvey and Clark's badges down.

"Yeah, Jim." Harvey nods before taking his badge and so does Clark. "I'll help you take down Sofia, kid." He nods at me. "But then you're gonna have to pay for what you done. I personally guarantee it." He tells my dad before standing up. "I know an ex-Falcone assassin. Might have beans to spill. Went by the name of Scandinavian Skinner. Sit tight. I have history with the Skinner."

"I'll go with you." Oliver tells him.

"Thank you." I nod.

"Always." He follows Harvey out.

"Brianna." Dad stands up. "I didn't mean-"

"I stood on the other side of the wall and heard you tell your own men that you took down Pyg. You let a greedy whore trap you!" I bellow. "And because of that, my mother is in the hospital. You really think I wouldn't know?" I raise my eyebrows. "I've been following you and Sofia around for days, making sure she didn't shoot you in your sleep. Telling my boyfriend to keep it a secret from me was pointless. Because powerful or powerless, I know you, dad. I know you. And the fact that you couldn't come to me proves that you don't trust me. Same goes for my brother, and I forgave you for keeping that secret from me for five years!"

"I know! I know. I'm sorry." He chokes out. "But I didn't have a choice. If I hadn't made that deal with Sofia, you wouldn't be standing here right now. And your mom wouldn't just have a broken hand. I'd would've had to bury both of you."

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