Chapter 6

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Oliver and Laurel were now sitting in the parlor of the Queen Mansion while John was getting berated by Moira for letting them get abducted while Quentin and Hilton were interviewing them.

"And you don't have any ideas on why these people would want to abduct you?" Hilton asked as he sat across from them while Quentin just paced angrily, causing both Oliver and Laurel to be waiting for him to just explode, since Quentin was bound to put it together that they were dating again and Laurel had honestly wanted to wait until Sara came back to tell him.

"They asked if my father made it to the island with me. I guess they were hoping that maybe, he had some secret bank accounts or anything he told me before he died." Oliver said.

"And did he?" Quentin snapped.

"I'm not sure how that's relevant to this case." Laurel snapped back, making it clear that she was not in the mood to put up with her father and his vendetta right now.

"No, my father did not make it to the island with me. But he did make it to the life raft." Oliver said.

"Then how come he didn't make it to the island?" Quentin demanded.

"Because he shot himself in the head right in front of me in order to make sure that there was enough food and water for me to survive. His body is still where I buried it on Lian Yu. If you don't believe me, feel free to go and check." Oliver said, taking them aback.

"No, that won't be necessary. But anyways, your story is that a man in a green hood and a woman in black leather jumped in and saved you, even though there were no signs of forced entry. Just three corpses." Hilton said.

"I don't know how they got in or out, my head is still a little dizzy from getting beaten on." Oliver said.

"Did they touch you?" Quentin asked Laurel.

"No, I'm fine. Physically anyways." Laurel said.

"I'm speaking to Mr. Diggle about potentially having someone from his company shadow Laurel until you find out who's behind this." Moira offered and Quentin nodded at her gratefully.

"That's not necessary, I'm pretty sure the only reason they took Laurel is because she was with me at the time. I was the target, she just got caught in the middle." Oliver said.

"Funny how that happens. I guess getting one of my daughters killed wasn't enough for you, you had to go and try to get the other killed too." Quentin said and Oliver's head snapped up.

"At least you don't have to see Sara die every night when you close your eyes. I do. I blame myself enough for what happened without you piling more on, Detective." Oliver said in an ice cold voice that took Quentin aback.

"I think we've gotten everything we need." Hilton said, quickly trying to play peacemaker, since he knew the kind of influence the Queens had in Star City and if Quentin wasn't careful, he was likely to lose his badge.

"I think that's a good idea. We'll call you if there's anything else." Moira said as she moved to show them out.

"Laurel, are you coming?" Quentin asked.

"No, I'm not really in the mood to listen to you go on and on about how the Queens ruined your life and how they'll do the same to mine if I don't stop spending time with Oliver." Laurel said, since while she knew she was being rude, she also knew that she would not allow her father to keep berating her for making her own choices and for antagonizing Oliver for something they both knew was not his fault.

"Laurel is welcome here anytime, Detective. However, I think that as of right now, you should only be up here for work related reasons." Moira saidcoldly and Quentin had enough sense to know that he'd overstayed his welcome in this house and walked out.

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