Save Me

Untitled Part 13

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Oliver woke a few hours later, sitting in a chair, his hands zip-tied behind his back and his head pounding. He had forgotten what a punch Slade could throw, and he shook his head trying to clear it as he glanced around the room. He was in a hotel room and when he finally glanced toward the window he saw a man standing there with his back to him. It was David.

"Mr. Queen, I have been patiently waiting for you to wake up."

Oliver glared at him and the hatred that was in his eyes was the quintessential, if looks could kill look.

David walked over and sat down on the couch in front of Oliver. He was casual, as if he was just having a conversation with a friend, and that more than anything proved to Oliver that he was completely unhinged.

"Where is Slade." Oliver's voice was hoarse, and it came out growly and annoyed. He didn't care.

"Mr. Wilson will be here soon. I told him I wanted some time alone with you. You see I was very disappointed in you." David stood and approached him and before Oliver could react David punched him in the face. He then leaned down so Oliver could see his face, and Oliver's eyes turned deadly as he spit the blood from his mouth.

"Mr. Queen one thing I cannot tolerate is someone double crossing me. The fact that you turned to her side is very disappointing. What did that whore do? Spread her legs for you?"

Oliver's anger was at a boiling point. The fact that David would even say Felicity's name was almost more than he could stand, but when he spoke of her like that. Oliver was going to kill him. It was that simple and if he kept up his derogatory comments about her, Oliver would make sure it was slow and painful.

"Don't you dare speak about Felicity like that."

"Like what? Like the bitch that she is?" David laughed, and it was a sound that sent a fissure of unease down Oliver's spine.

"See she left me Mr. Queen and now I have plans for her. I am going to take great pleasure in inflicting such pain on her before I give her the sweet release of death."

"Like you did those other women?" Oliver spit the words out and he felt a brief inkling of satisfaction when David looked at him in surprise.

"Oh, you know about them? They were just a momentary distraction. I had to get rid of them because they wanted more and then they got nosey."

"Where did you bury them?"

"Oh, that is none of your concern. Now, I want you to tell me, where is Felicity?"

Oliver gave him a cold, hard smile. "Out of your reach."

David hit him again and Oliver shook it off. He kept playing in his head David hitting Felicity and it was making his rage just boil.

"You know that I can make you talk, right?" David stood and walked over to the window looking out over the town. "Just because you're a man doesn't mean I can't deal with you the way I deal with women."

Oliver flexed his hands. One thing he did not know about Oliver was he knew how to escape all ties. It was a skill he had acquired overseas and something that had come in handy over the years. He bided his time, waiting. He wanted David to think he was under his control, but he would be in for a huge surprise.

Oliver heard a knock at the door and then Slade walked back into the room. He glanced over at Oliver and there was a flicker of something there. Something that almost seemed like remorse. He and Slade had been close at one time and that is what Oliver had played to when they were talking about Shado.