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He stood on the roof across the street. Looking into the window of his next target.
Said target was walking around without a care in the world. Having no idea they were being watched and targeted.
He couldn't believe it had come to this. That he was doing this. But the list was one he had sworn to take care of. So he needed to push all other thoughts aside and do what needed to be done.
Oliver watched a little longer. Waiting on the exact moment he would have the element of surprise.
He made his way to the window. Quietly opening the latch and sliding it open.
Stepping into the room he waited in the shadows. Waiting for his target to come into the open.
Hearing movement he quietly drew an arrow and nocked it. The target moved into the room and he stepped from the shadows.
A glass dropped to the floor spilling it's contents.
"What…what are you doing?"
"Felicity Smoak. You have failed this city."
With that phrase he released the arrow