Chapter 10 Suspect
Oliver
Pulling up to their destination Oliver felt that familiar surge of anger rush through him once again. His palms were sweating and he could feel his heart pounding.
They had to find a way into the building as quickly as possible but it was only noon and it was still light outside, which would make this a lot more difficult. He wished he could wait until night fall but he knew there wasn't time. He had to find Felicity and Lyla before the deadline.
It was a Saturday so there wouldn't be that many people around but security would still be there and they were probably already told to look out for him and Diggle. The back entrance was their only options and he still knew that there would be security but they would deal with that when they got there.
They parked in the alley and hid the Ducati behind a dumpster.
"Alright we'll sneak around the back. You stumble out and grab your head where its bleeding. And when the guards come out I will neutralize them. Then we will only have a few seconds to get inside before they get us on camera. Once inside we have to move quickly, head straight for the elevator. Hopefully we get there before they shut them down. If they do we will just improvise. You got it?"
"Yeah Oliver I got it. I have run military operations before I'm not an idiot. But I do have one question."
"Yeah?"
"What are we doing here? I don't understand."
"I have a hunch and if I'm right we will find Felicity and Lyla in no time."
"Alright I trust you brother."
Diggle ripped off the bandage, the blood clearly visible so he wouldn't have to do a lot of acting. Then he leaned against the wall and made his way around the corner yelling help as he staggered into view of the guards. The guards immediately came to see what was going on and Oliver slipped behind them and quickly incapacitated them both. Then they both ran through the door towards the elevator.
Luckily Oliver knew the layout of this building like the back of his hand and they arrived at the elevator in no time. The doors opened immediately and they hit the bottom for the top floor. As the elevator ascended Oliver had time to think about what he would do when he got up there. He felt the urge to kill again just rise up inside of him. He tried to center himself by picturing Felicity and trying to think of what she would say to him. It helped a little but he still wanted to seriously injure someone. Diggle must have been experiencing the same range of emotions because Oliver saw his fists clench and his shoulders tense.
Finally the ding of the elevator distracted them both from their thoughts. They didn't see any security so Oliver knew they still had some time. He rounded the corner and headed through the double doors.
"Excuse me sir. Do you have an appointment?"
He ignored the personal assistant and charged in with Diggle right behind him. Oliver saw his target and began to run full speed.
"Palmer!"
Before he could even respond Oliver had pinned him to the wall with his forearm on his throat.
"Where is she!?" He was using his Arrow voice without even knowing it because he was filled with so much rage he couldn't contain it. His teeth were clenched and his breathing was erratic.
"Where is who?" Palmer chocked out the words.
He hated when people played games with him. He knew security was definitely on the way up and Palmer was probably just stalling. "You know who. Felicity where did you take her?"
"Take her. What… do you mean? I didn't take her anywhere."
"You talk to her about something and she was upset about it and then the next morning she's gone. What is your plan Palmer? What do you want from me? What did I do to you?"
With each word his hold on Palmer increased and he was struggling to breathe.
"Hey Oliver he can't breathe man let up." He didn't care. He wanted him to suffer. "Man I said let him go." Diggle ripped him off and stood in between them while Palmer coughed and tried to catch his breath.
"He knows where they are DIggle and he's just playing with me." Time was running out and security must have realized their guys were down and would be headed up.
"Oliver I have no idea what your talking about. I fired Felicity yesterday but that's it. I was jealous ok. She chose you over me and that seemed to always be the case. I didn't take her or anyone else. I swear I would never hurt her you have to know that."
Diggle still stood between them and as Oliver looked at Palmer all shaken up he knew deep down he was telling the truth. Rage and jealousy had led him here. Palmer might have been sneaky and could still be hiding something but it wasn't Felicity. But now Oliver had so much anger bubbling up inside him that he needed to release it or he would go off on the next person that came near him. So he quickly turned around and grabbed Palmer's desk and flipped it over.
Diggle and Palmer just watched as he slowly collected himself.
"We got to go man, security has to almost be here."
He looked at Diggle and nodded as they headed for the back elevator.
"I'm sorry Ray." He could barely look him in the eye he was ashamed that he had let his anger control him and he had made a horrible mistake and wasted valuable time.
"I understand. I would do the same thing for the person I loved. Is there anything I can do to help?"
"Just don't call the police."
"Will do. But call me if you need anything."
"Thanks."
They headed down the back elevator and quickly made it to the main floor. They met no resistance so Palmer must have called his guys off.
"I'm sorry Dig I was wrong."
"We'll find them we just have to think outside the box."
"We could really use Felicity right now."
Felicity
The quieter it was the worse Felicity felt. She hated the quiet and always felt the need to fill the silence, but Lyla had said they needed to try and see if they could hear anything that could help them. So far they had heard a lot of nothing and Felicity was getting impatient. Her eyes had started to adjust to the room so she looked again for anything that could help them and again she found nothing. The walls were concrete, there was no window, the floor was concrete and the ceiling was concrete. Basically they were in a concrete box with one exit, the door, which was frustratingly locked with no signs of being opened.
She was about to speak up when finally she heard something. Lyla must have heard it too because she jumped up from the bed and leaned against the door. Felicity followed her lead and leaned her ear against the door straining to hear anything when she heard a voice. It was a man's voice, deep and vibrating but she couldn't make out what he was saying. The voice was getting closer and if she was right it sounded like there were only two people walking.
Lyla could probably take two guys and Felicity would try to help by using distraction and the little bit of self defense she had. The closer the people got the more clearly the voice became. She could make out some words like "plan", "his", "save, "kill" but it was all jumbled.
The voice sounded familiar to her and even through the thick door she knew she had heard it somewhere before. That's when it hit her. She knew exactly who it was and she didn't know how it was possible but at this point that was the least of her concerns. They were in even more trouble then she originally thought. The knob slowly began to turn and they both backed up and Lyla prepared to fight.
"Lyla don't he will kill you."
"Wait how do you know who it is?"
Before Felicity could respond the door was pushed open. He stood there staring inside like he was waiting for them to make a move but neither of them budged. So he walked further in the room.
"Hello Felicity."
She wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing her squirm even though she was terrified.
"What do you want?"
"Oh the usual revenge. But this time nothing is going to get in my way." He paced back and forth and each time he came a little closer.
"Your plan didn't work last time what makes you think it will this time?"
"That's a good question Felicity I'll let my associate answer that question."
She knew there was another person but she could not hide the shock on her face when she saw who it was. If evil had a name it would be his.
"Hello Ms Smoak long time no see."
