Flores (Oliver Queen)

1.7 Working Together

Next day. Morning. At home.

I was sitting at the table doing some research. 

Peter Declan killed his wife Camille Declan. Peter Declan murdered his wife in cold blood. but he had no alibi. and all the evidence pointed toward it. He was tried convicted, sentenced to death. An open-and-shut case..except for one thing. Declan's wife Camille, worked for Jason Brodeur"

I looked through papa's letters and sighed "who is on the list"

Night.

I walked downstairs and into the living room "I know you're here"

Then i looked at Oliver. 

Oliver shook his head "I'm not going to hurt you"

Me "how often did those exact words leave your mouth? And each time they turned out to be lies"

Oliver sighed "Cata, please"

I sighed " What do you want, Oliver ?"

Oliver "i need your help. "

I raised an eyebrow. 

Oliver "Peter Declan is gonna be executed in 48 hours. I think he's innocent. And i know you think that too"

I nodded "I know. Declan's wife was gonna blow the whistle on Brodeur. So he had her murdered. "

Oliver nodded.

I crossed my arms over my chest "What makes you think that i'm gonna help you?"

Oliver "Because i know you'd do anything to save the life of an innocent man. "

I took a deep breath. 

 At Jason Brodeur's apartment.

I moved inside and saw Jason's back facing me. 

I took my knife out and moved behind him. I held the knife around his neck and he sucked in a breath.

Then i pushed him against the wall and put the knife on his throat. 

Jason asked scared "What do you want?"

Me "You're gonna confess that you arranged to have Peter Declan's wife murdered. "

Jason asked irritated "What, so i can take his place in prison?"

Me "So you can avoid getting your throat slit open by me. "

Jason "Except if i'm dead, well, then you got no one to pin Camille's murder on. You need me to exonerate Peter Declan. Maybe you could try to force me to sign a confession or something"

I rolled my eyes and broke his hand. 

He yelled in pain. 

Me "That's gonna be hard now"

He whimpered.

Then his phone started to ring.

I raised an eyebrow and grabbed it from his inner suit jacket "You're going to answer"

Then I answered the phone and held it to his mouth. 

Jason tried not to sound scared  "what?"

Voice "It's Ankov. It's going down. One hour"

I hung up "What's going down in an hour?"

No answer.

I put some pressure on the knife "do i have to ask again?"

James "Let's just say Peter Declan's execution is getting moved up. "

I growled and knocked him out with the handle of the knife.

Then I took my phone out and called Oliver.

Oliver "did you get anything?"

I slowly moved out of the building  "we have a problem"

Oliver "what?"

Me "Meet me at prison as fast as you can"

At prison.

I moved around the corner and knocked out a guard. i took his jacket off and put it over my suit. 

Then grabbed his cap and put it on.

Suddenly an alarm went off.

My head spun around "Damn it"

I ran inside and saw that the prisoner cell doors opened on their own. The guards were getting beaten up by the prisoners.

I muttered "i hate prisons"

I ran through the corridors when i heard grunting. I walked inside a room and saw Oliver and Laurel on the ground. 

Peter ran to the door but i was standing in his way out. 

He grabbed me and pushed me against the fence.

 I gasped and he threw me to the ground.

Then he put his arms around my neck started to choke me. 

I tried to push him off me but he was cutting my air off.

I gasped for breath.

Suddenly he was pushed off me by a guy in uniform wearing a sky mask.

I gasped for air and looked at the guy.

The guy in the mask was punching Peter.

I stood up and put a hand on my throat. I started to cough. 

Then I tried to push Oliver off Peter "stop it. Stop!"

I kept trying "Enough!"

He looked at me.

I nodded "I'm okay"

Suddenly guards came rushing inside. They arrested Peter.

Oliver put an arm around me and we walked out. We were wearing guard's uniforms so everything was easy.

At home.

I walked inside and took the jacket off "You should take that jacket off"

Oliver asked worried "you okay?"

I nodded "yes. "

Oliver looked at me neck "you should use make-up to cover that up"

I raised an eyebrow and sighed "don't tell me i have bruises on my neck"

Oliver "I wish i could"

I sighed "You nearly killed that guy, Oliver. "

Oliver shook his head "i wouldn't have"

I nodded "we both know that's a lie. I saw it in your eyes. "

Oliver's eyes hardened "and what did you see?"

Me "That you weren't feeling any remorse"

His face dropped.

I closed my eyes for a second but then realized what i just said.

Then I opened my eyes again "Ol-"

But he was gone. I sighed.