Quentin had yelled at him when he suggested it.

"Are you kidding me Oliver? The man's a killer." Oliver's boss had sputtered, incensed.

"Look, Captain, we have no choice," the younger detective said, "It's only a matter of time before Hunter's gang makes a hit in Starling, and when they do, you know there's not gonna be any evidence," Oliver gathered himself, not proud of what he was about to admit, "they're just too good to stop."

"I don't believe that," Quentin insisted.

"I'm sorry Captain, but face facts. They've stolen probably half the works from Central Memorial, and everyone knows it's them, and there's never any evidence. We won't be able to stop them."

"Maybe," the Captain sighed, "but there has got to be a better way. I shouldn't have to remind you that Sara is a part of this gang. I won't be responsible for a hit on my daughter."

"It won't come to that. I'll specify not killing her in the contract."

"And how do you know it'll work out like that? How can you trust this man?" Quentin demanded.

"Because his word is gold. Quentin there's a reason this guy is known as the merc with morals. He's never had a breach of contract. Ever."

"Yeah, and what if this guy brings his crazy brother into it? Because you of all people should know about how dangerous he is." Quentin reminded the vigilante-turned-cop.

"We have no choice," Oliver insisted. "I will not have my city be plundered by those thieves. Starling will not become another Legends playground. Not on my watch."

Oliver could tell Quentin still didn't agree with him, but he was close. After a few minutes more of protest, the eldest Lance gave him the go ahead. Oliver went to his desk and pulled out a phone he had hoped he would never have to use again, and dialed the number he wished he had forgotten.

"What can I do for you detective," the other end of the line drawled. Oliver Queen ground his teeth, hating every second of this.

"I'd like to hire you for a job"

"And what, pray tell, would the high and mighty Mr. Queen desire?"

"You heard of the Legends?"

"Who hasn't? They've become quite the underworld celebrities since their arrival." the drawl continued.

"I need you to shut them down. Preferably through intimidation and before they can steal anything."

"Ah Queen come on, you're tying one hand behind my back here," the drawl complained.

"Are you saying you can't do it?" Oliver taunted.

"I'm saying it's gonna cost you extra."

"Another thing. Sara Lance doesn't suffer any harm from this."

"You want me to take down the most skilled and professional group of thieves ever known through intimidation and a hands-off target. That's gonna cost you Mr. Queen, it's gonna cost you a lot."

"What's your price?"

"$6.5 million. All up front."

"What?!" Oliver sputtered. "That's ridiculous?"

"I know you can afford it Queen, so stop playing coy and pay up. And do it now." the drawl was gone, the man at the other end of the line all business now.

Oliver qroused, but paid the number. He was right, he could afford it, and rather easily.

"Pleasure doing business with you Mr. Queen"

Oliver sighed. He had a bad feeling he was going to regret this.

The man hung up the phone. Why had Queen called now, after all this time? The job was serious enough. The Legends were no joke. He had monitored their work since they had arrived in Starling, and safe to say he was impressed with their skill. Making Sara Lance hands-off was going to be difficult, she was by far the most dangerous of the group. He decided "no harm" was gonna have to be relative. He also realised something else. He was gonna need his twin in on this.

Full floor suite of Starling Welcome Hotel

"Well gang, welcome to Starling," Rip proclaimed as the crew entered the suite.

"Nice digs, Captain," Snart drawled.

"How'd you get this," Sara wondered, looking around at the famous suite.

"I have something of a history with the manager," the Brit in the coat grinned.

"Captain you sly dog," Snart teased, "So what's the target."

"The Queen family mansion," Rip announced. "We're going to rob the head detective of the SCPD blind, and there's not going to be a thing he can do."

The entire room grinned like sharks.