Won't Let You Down (Book Two of The Unmatched Records)

Chapter Sixteen

Felicity grinned. "Definitely Oliver's kid." She turned around, her fingers moving faster. "Oh, Cadmus, where are you hiding?"

***

Lillian leaned forward expectantly when she saw the group enter the venue. "There they are."

"There are more than we expected," Henshaw mused.

"Oh, there's nothing to fear from Cat Grant," Lillian rolled her eyes. Her gaze focused on one man, and she narrowed her eyes to slits, pointing. "But him, on the other hand . . . "

Henshaw narrowed his eyes, seeing the black-haired man she pointed out, a stunning blonde in black on his arm. "He was another choice of targets."

Lillian raised a hand to the Bluetooth device in her ear. "The man in black with the woman in black," she said sharply. "Deal with him."

"And what of him?" Henshaw pointed towards the man with the Kryptonian.

Lillian folded her arms. "We watch," she answered simply.

***

"Oh, I can smell it already," Cat wrinkled her nose as the group made their way to where Lena was speaking to a few men no one recognized. "Fresh checkbooks ready to make it look like their owners care."

"Hopefully, that makes you one that does," Lena smirked as she walked over.

"Please," Cat rolled her eyes. "I named Supergirl. Of course I care."

Kara blushed bashfully, making Oliver chuckle. "Nice party, Lena."

"Thank you," Lena nodded. "Only the best to support National City's finest." She looked around, then lowered her voice. "Any trouble?"

"Overwatch?" Dig looked up. "Anything?"

"Someone else is in the security feed," Felicity answered. "Working on tracing the signal. It's taking a while, though."

"Cadmus is tough to hack," Winn added.

There was a snort. "They haven't met me."

"So they're watching," Rene scowled. "At least we know that."

"Keep working," Oliver ordered. "Beta team? Anything outside?"

***

"Nothing," Dinah scowled, folding her arms as she walked across the roof, Thea absently twirling her bow. "You'd think they'd have at least some vehicle if they were here."

"Watching via cameras doesn't mean they need people here to get their job done," Slade pointed out.

"There is no sign of Kryptonite?" Nyssa asked, just to clarify.

"Zilch," Cisco answered, sounding confused.

"And that's the only weakness we have for Supergirl," J'onn said.

"Then what the hell are they planning?" Thea wondered.

***

"Good question," Oliver muttered, looking around. Kara, Cat, and James were still speaking with Lena, Dig and Rene keeping them in clear sight. Malcolm and Laurel were making rounds of the room, both of them flashing smiles he could obviously tell were forced. "If anyone stands out, say something."

Malcolm grimaced slightly as the last businessman he spoke to moved away. "I'd say everyone, but who doesn't at a gala like this?"

"Aww, not having fun like you used to?" Laurel quirked an eyebrow.

Malcolm sighed, looking around the room. "You try being in a room where everyone's pulling an act and you're an assas – ack!"

Oliver turned around and raised an eyebrow when Malcolm yelped, and he smirked when he saw Malcolm cringe as Laurel smiled sweetly and lifted her heel from his toes. "You were saying?" she asked.