Laurel's POV
"Daddy!" I protested. "He didn't do it!"
Oliver kissed my forehead. "It's okay Laurel. It's just questioning".
"Well, I am coming with you" I barked "Because if you are arrested, I will be defending you in court".
"Isn't that conflict of interest?" Ollie whispered.
"So be it" I growled. "You have enough money to demand any attorney of your choosing".
"You're jumping the gun, Laurel" Ollie whispered to me. "I am not going to be arrested".
"Now, Mr. Queen" my father demanded. "Laurel, you can come if you would like to. A lawyer does have to be present anyway".
We sat in the small interrogation room in the SCPD. I had been in here many times and so had Ollie. He used to get arrested a lot.
"Mr. Queen-" My dad began and Oliver cut him off.
"It's just Oliver," he said.
"Whatever you prefer," said my dad. "Okay, Oliver, where were you at the time of the murder?"
"Well, at 10:10 pm, I did not know where my beautiful girlfriend was, so I went looking for her" Oliver explained to my father calmly.
"Fine" My dad hissed. "That explains this, but why are stuffing your suit jacket into the plant?" On a tablet, my father showed Oliver and I a video from the security cameras of Ollie running out the front entrance of the building where the party was, but he did stop to stuff his suit jacket into a potted plant.
Oliver's eyes narrowed and his lips thinned. "I was running and I was hot. I didn't want to waste time going to the coat room, and I wasn't going to leave my jacket on the floor".
"Money was stolen from Adam Hunt. 40 million dollars, exactly. That money was transferred to an unidentified Starling City bank account. Do you know anything about that, Oliver?"
"No," Oliver said. "But why would I need that money. I'm already a multi-billionaire. If I needed 40 million dollars, I could withdrawal that from my Starling City bank account. Check with the bank if you have to..."
"Have you ever been to Iron Heights, Oliver?" my father asked.
"No" Oliver replied shortly.
"Oliver", my father leaned in closer to him "Have you ever killed anybody?"
Oliver glanced at the table's surface and then he met my father's stare. "Yes, Detective Lance. Five years ago, I took your daughter, Sara, on the Queen's Gambit with me. The ship sunk and I couldn't save her. I killed your daughter".
My father let us go, and Ollie nor I spoke a word on the way home. Raisa went home and I checked on William. Oliver slept on the couch that night.
Oliver's POV
I put down the money for Queen Consolidated's old steel mill. Thea was starting her first day working for the company and while she was at work, I enlisted the help of my new bodyguard, Diggle, Tommy, Thea's boyfriend, Roy, and Laurel to get the place set up. We were just painting today.
"I wonder if this place has a basement. I wanna set up an office down there" I thought out loud.
"You'll find a place up here, babe," Laurel said. "Thea told me that it is dirty and cluttered down there and I insist on only the best for my boyfriend".
"Um, okay," I said and shrugged it off. I wasn't really planning on using the basement for an office. More like a lair. See, there were these vigilantes in town that I felt uneasy about. The very sexy Black Canary, and her two archer friends, Arsenal and Artemis. I was uneasy about them because they believed in ethics and justice and the system. And they were going after people on my father's list. I was going to figure out who they were and then I was going to kill them.
"I have to go to work now," Laurel said and she walked over to where I was working for a kiss goodbye.
I kissed her. "Have a good time, babe. Stay safe. I love you!" I said.
"I love you too" she called to me as she left.
Laurel's POV
While at work, my father called me. "Laurel, go home, get William, and come to my place. I want you two far away from Queen".
"Daddy, what is it? You're over-reacting" I said.
"Queen was lying. His polygraph results came in" my dad revealed.
"Oh my god," I thought out loud to myself. Ollie was lying? Why? It is not like he killed Adam Hunt! My Ollie wouldn't do that! He wouldn't!
I drove to the police station and I picked up Ollie's results. I then looked them over. There was a slight variation in his heart-rate when he said he had never been to Iron Heights. I had remembered going there for our eighth-grade field trip... but I thought Ollie was just nervous or that he had forgotten. I took the results to bring them to Ollie.
Dig's POV
It was just Oliver and I finishing up a day's work on Oliver's nightclub. Oliver mumbled, "I really need access to that basement".
"Why is it so important to you?" I asked, probably overstepping boundaries.
"Well Dig, I have big plans for Starling City. I wanna make it better and I want your help. You would an asset as a partner" I nodded.
"Business?" I asked him.
"Not exactly" he responded. "I guess what I am really asking for is... I want you to use your military skills to help me... make changes".
"Vigilantism?" I questioned.
"Okay," Oliver replied.
"I'll be your bodyguard, Oliver. But... vigilantism is not what I am about" I said.
Oliver's POV
Hopefully, I could change Dig's mind. I walked into the apartment and Laurel was standing in the living room, staring at me. "Your polygraph results came in," she said angrily.
"And?" I asked. I knew she was mad, but I didn't know why...
"Ollie, you lied about Iron Heights. You could be lying about anything!" she yelled. "Did you kill Adam Hunt?"
"No! No, beautiful! I wouldn't do that" I defended.
"Look I need some space, Ollie! Please, why don't you say goodnight to your son and then go stay with your family for a night or two" she suggested, but I knew that the choice wasn't up to me.
