Chapter 3
"What do you mean it was destroyed" Diggle asked, his voice filled with concern. "I mean it completely vanished, no signal, no way to track it,nothing, Felicity responded nervously. "What about his cell phone,can you try to track him from there" Diggle asked as he walked over to the computers. "I can try" Felicity responded uncertainly.
Malcolm aimed the gun straight at Oliver. Panicked, Oliver shook the chains violently. Through his panic, he felt his right wrist come free from the chains. Malcolm took a step closer to Oliver, the weapon still aimed directly at his chest. Oliver sprang into action; he let the chain go using his free hand to reach for Malcolms wrist. He grabbed the mans wrist, painfully twisting it backwards. Malcolm yelled out in plain as the weapon fell from his grasp. In one swift move, Oliver used his free hand to grab the gun, slamming it into Malcolm's temple. The man fell to the floor unconscious. Oliver sighed, dropping the gun to the ground. He twisted his left wrist out of the chains as he fell to his knees. Deep red gashes twisted around his wrists from the chains. He stood up, searching the room for an exit. His eyes landed on a steel door towards tthe back of the room.
When he was safe in an alleyway, he pulled out his phone and speed-dialed Diggle.
Diggle jumped as his phone vibrated in his pocket. He pulled it out, checking the I.D. "Oh my God" he muttered picking up. "Oliver are you okay, where are you?" Oliver's voice spoke through the phone "I'm in an alleyway outside of an abandoned warehouse in the Glades." Diggle told him to stay put as he gathered his things. He turned to Felicity "Stay here. I'm going to get Oliver."
Oliver sighed as he hung up the phone. He looked towards the street as the familiar black car pulled up to the alleyway. Diggle stepped out of the drivers side and ran to Oliver. "Oh my God Oliver what happened to you" he said as he took in the deep red gashes and dried blood on his face. "Later" Oliver said between ragged breaths. Diggle placed a steady hand on Oliver's shoulder, leading him towards the car.
Diggle kept his hand on Oliver as he stumbled down the steps into the safety of the lair. Felicity ran up to Oliver "Oliver! Oh my gosh what happened" she spoke softly as she examined his wrists. Diggle left to get the first aid kit as Oliver sat down in a chair. "How long was I gone" He asked looking up at Felicity. "Three days" she responded quietly. He sighed loudly. "What did you tell my mom and Thea?" Diggle emerged with the first aid kit and began to wrap Oliver's wrist in gauze, "We told them you had a couple late work nights at Verdant" Diggle responded. "We have a problem" he said. Diggle stopped wrapping and met Oliver's eyes, Felicity looked at him fearfully. "Malcolm knows I'm the Hood."