Peter meditated while Oliver used a chain to pull concrete.
"Who do we got tonight?" Peter asked as he opened his eyes and got up while Oliver looked through the list.
"James holder." Oliver replied.
Janes Holder, the same landlord whose tenants died in what the cops ruled as accidental deaths." Peter said as Oliver nodded while they put their suit's on.
Spider and Arrow went to the roof where they saw Holder wearing a white robe.
"I have armed security inside. All I have to do is call out." James Holder said.
"Go ahead, they can't hear you." Arrow replied as he three the comms onto the ground.
"How many people died in those fires?" Spider demanded.
"How many?" Arrow demanded.
"The court's say you don't owe your victims a thing. We don't agree. Jane's Holder." Spider said as they ducked while Holder was shot in the chest.
Spider looked at Arrow and saw that he was shot.
They went to the lair and Oliver stitched up his wound only to fall into the ground, Peter injected Oliver with an antidote then crossed off there target's name.
"While you were out I analyzed the poison and found out that it was Curare. I'm running an algorithm to find out who uses it. It'll be done when we get back." Peter said as Oliver got up.
"Thanks." Oliver replied as they went to the manor and to their surprise they saw cops.
"John, what the hell happened?" Peter asked.
"Thea and her friends broke into the store and tried out some dresses, lit up the breathalyzer like a Christmas tree. How was your night mr. Queen?" John Diggle asked.
"You mean when I said I had to use the bathroom at dinner and never came back." Oliver replied.
"I guess I'll be watching you pee." John Diggle replied as Oliver walked towards his mother and sister.
"Pete." Thea said as she hugged him.
"You look like crap." Thea said as she walked past Oliver.
"Thea, what the hell?" Peter demanded as he looked at her.
"What? It's not like you or Oliver were any different." Thea replied.
"Yeah and we paid for it, our last name doesn't mean the rules don't apply to us. You're lucky they brought you here instead of at the station. Next time you won't be so lucky." Peter said as he left and went to the foundry.
"It was Floyd Lawton, Interpol calls him Deadshot." Oliver replied.
"Do you remember when you said you wanted to make your own money?" Peter asked.
"Yeah, I said I wanted to make a nightclub." Oliver replied.
"We need to talk about Thea. She's getting out of hand." Peter said as they walked upstairs and saw Tommy.
"What do you think? Great spot for a nightclub or what?" Oliver asked.
"Sweet, though I gotta tell you man if you're thinking about Queens I don't think you're going to get the clientele you're looking for." Thomas Merlyn replied.
"Private office." Oliver said.
"For the private one on one meeting I imagine." Thomas Merlyn replied.
"Hopefully the occasional two on one meetings." Oliver said.
"Or the three in one meetings." Peter said as they laughed.
"Man are you sure you want to do this? It's not like you guys have the experience in running a well-running anything. How about tomorrow night the three of us scope out the competition, there's a new club called Poison Max Fuller owns it." Thomas Merlyn said.
"Max Fuller?" Oliver asked.
"Mmm hm." Thomas Merlyn replied.
"I slept with his fiancee." Oliver said.
"Yeah before the wedding." Thomas Merlyn replied.
"At the rehearsal dinner." Oliver said.
"The rehearsal dinner is before the wedding." Thomas Merlyn replied as they chuckled.
"Oh, I gotta roll, see yah." Thomas Merlyn replied as he left.
"We gotta talk about Thea, she gotten outta hand." Peter said.
"I noticed, I'll talk to her, one another note Anatoly is in control of the triad's properties." Oliver replied as Peter pulled up a file on Lawton.
"I'll stay here and see what else I can find on Lawton while you talk to your people in Bratva." Peter said as Oliver left.
Peter pulled up a file and looked through his targets until he found Andrew Diggle. Peter pulled up the report and saw that his death was ordered by a group called HIVE. Peter looked on his phone and called Talia.
"Peter, why is it that you're calling? I thought after our business 5 years concluded we wouldn't hear from each other again?" Talia asked.
"I need your help, what can you tell me about a group called HIVE?" Peter asked.
"It's run by my father's formal rival Damian Darhk, I thought your business with the league was done?" Talia asked.
"This has nothing to do with the league. My mother hired a bodyguard named John Diggle and his brother was killed by HIVE, by Floyd Lawton, but something about it seems off." Peter replied.
"Once I find anything out I'll let you know, oh and Peter your lover Sara Lance left Gotham and now she's working with Richard Grayson in Blüdhaven." Talia said as she hung up.
Peter looked on his phone and saw an email from Talia. Peter looked on his laptop and saw that he faked his death along with a location on a HIVE base in Central city.
Peter noticed that HIVE was responsible for a smallpox epidemic in Romania that killed 50 people including some children.
"Oliver, I found something, so I'll be out of town." Peter said as he heard music.
"Are you still at Poison?" Peter asked.
"Big Belly burger." Oliver replied.
"Who is that?" Thomas Merlyn asked.
"Peter." Oliver replied.
"Tell him I said hi." Thomas Merlyn said.
"Tommy says hi, listen I gotta go it's a Russian model." Oliver said as he hung up while Peter put on his suit.
Spider threw a knife into a HIVE agent's chest then slit his partner's throat. Spider threw another knife into a guards throat,
Spider snuck into the building until he found a room, he opened the room.
"Andrew Diggle, you have failed this city." Spider said as Diggle took out a Glock 19 but before he could fire Spider threw a knife into the barrel then did a push kick to Diggle's chest.
Andrew Diggle got up and took out a tactical Bayonet and did a cross strike only for Spider to trap his wrist and break his hand as he screamed in pain.
Spider followed up with an uppercut followed up with a roundhouse kick to his jaw.
"Who sent you?" Andrew Diggle demanded as he wiped the blood from his mouth.
"The dead need answers." Spider replied as he did a jumping knee followed by an elbow to his nose that broke it, Andrew Diggle got up and tried to stab Spider, but he trapped his wrist and broke his arm as he screamed in pain.
Spider picked up the knife sne skinned his chest as he created in pain then dipped the knife in bleach and skinned his arms as he screamed in pain. Spider skinned his legs as he screamed in pain until Spider picked up his Glock and shot him in the head.
Spider went to Starling and put his suit in a crate and called Oliver.
"I got Lawton's computer. I called Waller and she's sending one of her agents to get something off the computer. Oh and Diggle quit." Oliver said as a man in a blue shirt underneath green cargo pants.
"You must be Agent Henry Fyff, Waller told us that you were one of her best agents." Oliver said.
"Wait, Waller said that? Funny I never pegged her for having anything nice to say about anyone. I heard about you guys too and I have to say I'm a fan." Henry Fyff replied.
"Thanks and trust me underneath all of that Waller's a teddy bear." Peter said.
"I doubt that, so what do we have here?" Henry Fyff asked as they walked into the basement and looked at the laptop.
"Wow, this looks like one of those cars in a gangster movie, but give me a few minutes." Henry Fyffe said as he asked into the computer.
"Ok, I got a name Warren Patel, he hired our guy Lawton to kill the bidders at the auction house." Henry Fyff said.
"Thanks." Peter replied as they left and went to the auction house and saw Walter Steele along with Quinten patrolling the area.
"Oh don't you both scrub up nicely." Quinten Lance said sarcastically.
"I appreciate you doing this." Peter replied as Oliver talked to Walter as Quintem scoffed, but before Peter could say anything they heard gunshots.
Peter and Oliver ran upstairs and put on there suits, Arrow fired a zipline into the wall and they crashed through the window.
Deadshot started fired only for Spider to duck while Arrow fired an arrow, only for dead shot to move out of the way. Before he could do anything Spider did a jumping knee to his nose followed by a capoeira kick.
Deadshot got up and started firing while Spider and Arrow took cover behind support beams.
"I have to say I'm a real fan of your work, I take it you're not going to show professional courtesy and let me go?" Deadshot asked.
"We're not in the same line of work, your profession is murder." Arrow replied.
"You've both taken lives." Deadshot said.
"For the good of others." Spider said as Arrow fired an arrow into his eye. Spider and Arrow went to the foundry, and saw Fyff.
"I hope the auction went well?" Henry Fyff asked.
"It did actually, we couldn't have gotten this done without you, welcome to the team." Peter said.