Code of Silence

Untitled Part 3

Oliver's jaw ticked as he walked into the precinct. He had wanted to contact Felicity and ask her out on a date. But that would have to wait. He had been called down to the station regarding activity at the pier, and he was not happy about it. He had dialed his lawyer as soon as he hung up with a Detective Davis with SCPD. He hoped she would arrive quickly. This was wasting his time.

A young officer led him down a corridor and into a room where there was a table and two chairs. He had seen this room before many times. He sat back with a cocky lean and crossed his ankle over his knee. He hoped they would make this quick.

Detective Davis opened the door and walked into the interrogation room with a file in his hands. He recognized Oliver Queen right away and since this would be his first time questioning him, he had brought his file along for reference.

"Mr. Queen? I am Detective Davis of the SCPD."

Oliver gave him a cold look. "What can I do for you detective?"

"It seems there was some illegal activity down at the pier last night and some of your men were involved. Would you care to talk about that?"

Oliver smirked. The kid was young and obviously a new detective trying to make a name for himself. Someone should have warned him about questioning the Queen family. "I don't talk without my lawyer present."

Detective Davis sat back in his chair and gave Oliver an inquisitive look. "And why would you feel you need a lawyer Mr. Queen? I just have a few simple questions."

Oliver lowered his foot to the floor and leaned forward in his chair. His eyes held a look many men had seen before, and it made Detective Davis nervous.

"I don't talk without my lawyer present." As soon as the words were out of his mouth his lawyer, Laurel Lance entered the room, and set her briefcase on the table. "Detective Davis, how can we be of service?"

The detective looked at her in surprise. Oliver smirked.

"Well I just had a couple of questions for your client." He stumbled. This had completely thrown him.

"Fine. Go ahead." Laurel took a seat next to Oliver and stared at Detective Davis.

"I was asking Mr. Queen if he knew about the activity at the pier last night."

"Oliver, did you know about the activity at the pier last night?" Laurel asked and looked at him expectantly.

"No." was all he said.

Laurel looked at Detective Davis. "Next!"

Detective Davis was flummoxed. "Um, ok. Were any of your men at the pier last night?"

"Oliver?" Laurel looked at Oliver.

"No!" he said. His gaze on Detective Davis cocky and sure.

"Any more questions Detective? Because this seems like a waste of my client's time to me."

Detective David looked between Laurel and Oliver and then stood from the table clearly frustrated. This was a waste of time. He was getting no where."That is all I have for now. Thank you Mr. Queen." The Detective turned and walked out of the room, and Oliver looked at Laurel.

"Thank you Laurel. Send me your bill." He winked and then walked out of the room. Oliver walked out to this waiting car and got into the backseat taking his phone from his jacket pocket. He scrolled down his list of names until he came to the one he was looking for and hit the call button. A sensual smile curved his lips when the feminine voice on the other end answered.

"Hello?"

"You expecting a call Miss Smoak?"

"Actually I was but you don't sound like the man I was expecting to call."