Ch: 87 [Coincidence]

    [College]

    Oliver parked his car near Thea''s College and rushed out of it and ran toward the security guard stationed near the entrance gate... The guard as always was dozing off lazily. He ignored him and rushed toward her classroom building...

    As he entered the hallways, he bumped into some students, "Sorry!" He apologized, rushing onward and searching for Thea''s classroom number. ''Damn it! Where is it?'' He cursed inwardly, turning left and right, getting frustrated.

    "Hey mister, what are you doing here? Students aren''t allowed to bring anyone over..." Some female teacher asked Oliver.

    "I am searching for Thea Queen," He replied. "It''s an emergency."

    "Emergency?" She asked with a puzzled expression, "Ah! You must be Oliver. Sorry, but she isn''t in class today. Missed her first lecture, second also... Humm..." She called someone to verify her suspicions, "Yeah, she is absent today..." She informed Oliver.

    "Thanks," He ran out of the building and went back to his car, dialing Thea''s cellphone.

    Ringggg!! Ringggg!!

    Her phone kept ringing, but nobody picked it up... ''Ok, ok.'' He took a deep breath to calm his nerves. Being hyper in such a situation won''t solve anything, ''Think Oliver Think!'' He slapped himself awake from panic mode, driving back to the shooting range. Thea sometimes goes there to practice... Maybe she is there?

    He drove like crazy, honking at every vehicle blocking his path, swerving and maneuvering his car as fast as he can... Reaching the shooting range, he jumped out of the car and ran toward the counter. His phone rang, it was from Quentin Lance, "Tell me you found Thea!" He yelled into the phone.

    "She is last spotted at the Jimmy''s Archery. I am heading there right now. Meet you there." Quentin replied back, hanging up afterward.

    Oliver ran out of the counter and drove off again...

    Jimmy''s Archery was a famous archery training center. He has no idea that her sister was interested in archery... He drove faster, reaching his destination, and jumped out of his car, running toward the counter once again. Quentin was already waiting there...

    "Where is she? Did you find Thea?" Oliver asked anxiously.

    "There she is," He pointed inside at the range area where Thea was practicing archery with an instructor nearby. "Calm down son..." Quentin placed his hand on his shoulder, "Relax..."

    He took a deep breath, calming his nerves down, ''At least she is safe.''

    "You gonna tell me what this is all about?" Quentin asked with a stern expression.

    "A prank call from a burner phone," Oliver lied to him. "Thought Thea is in danger."

    Quentin glared at him suspiciously, "Hummm... You sure about that? If you need help..."

    "Thanks, Detective Lance," He thanked him, "I will keep you updated if I get another call. Thanks again for tracking Thea for me."

    "No problem..." He nodded, walking out of the range area.

    Oliver waited until Quentin left the place before approaching his sister, "Thea?"

    "Ollie?" She paused midway, lowering her bow down and looked back at him. "What are you doing here?"

    "Why weren''t you answering your phone?"

    "Phone? You forgot again, huh? I told you last week that I will be taking archery classes here for the rest of this week... Remember?" She rolled her eyes, "Seriously Ollie, when will you start remembering those stuffs? Am I invisible to you?" She complained with a frown. "Anyway, you are sweating buckets, is everything alright?" She took an arrow from the quiver nearby and aimed at the target practice board...

    He stood beside her, "Yeah... Everything is fine..." He smiled, wiping away sweat dripping down his chin. "A little higher." He corrected her posture.

    "Like this?" She adjusted herself, aiming again.

    ''Card?!'' He suddenly remembered that night when Bruce Wayne gave him a card when his informant made him drive and almost got herself killed, ''Bruce Wayne!'' He took out the card from his pocket and glanced at it, ''Wayne Enterprises...'' The company''s name was printed on it.

    "Ollie, what''s wrong?" Thea asked.

    "Ah, nothing!" He shook his head, "Just some work-related stuff."

    "I guess, I held you up today, huh? Sorry for wasting your time."

    "Time wasted with my sister is never a waste," He smiled. "And for the record, you didn''t waste my time. I enjoyed myself today. So stop with the self-deprecating thoughts and eat your food..." He opened the news on his phone and checked the latest headlines.

    A massive explosion at the docks has left dozens dead, as the authorities say the explosion was caused by a gift package. But the name of the victim still remains unknown. Some say that it might be the work of a terrorist. The investigation team is still working on recovering the sender''s details and the target''s details.

    ''Shit! It was supposed to be delivered to Laurel! He saved her life.'' Oliver felt grateful to Bruce. Even though he didn''t like the way he or his AI or whatever did it, but he understood the man''s actions and appreciated them.

    He scrolled down to the next headline and was shocked...

    Terrorrist shootout near Jackson Drive crossing!

    ''What the hell?!'' He clicked on the link and read the article.

    At 4 PM this afternoon, an armed group took a group of college students hostage and shot a policeman who tried to save them. The terrorists had a standoff with the SWAT team, but the situation was diffused by a mysterious masked vigilante in a cat suit who appeared out of nowhere and fought the terrorists, injuring them and freeing the hostages. The police are looking for that person to give him a medal for bravery. Stay tuned for more updates.

    He felt speechless after reading that article. It was the first crossing near Thea''s college. The classes are over around 4 PM, so, had Thea gone to college today, she might have been taken hostage. The chances are low, but considering how she always goes everywhere without the family car, it could have happened. ''How did he know all of this?''

    Oliver closed his phone and enjoyed the meal together without ruining the mood, ''Thank you, Bruce Wayne.''

    Meanwhile...

    Bruce sat before his supercomputer, updating Jarvis''s codes.

    "If we hadn''t hacked into Star City, things could have turned ugly," He told his AI.

    "Yes. The terrorist organizations are expanding too fast. With Penguin dead and his gang dispersed, some of the smaller gangs are taking this chance to expand their influence... The police department is overwhelmed." Jarvis replied back. "Sir. I think it was a mistake to kill him that night."

    "Without Penguin''s interference, the gangs will start clashing with each other to take over his territory and the weapons manufacturing. And I agree with you. It was a mistake on my part. That''s why, I am working overtime trying to fix my mess. Haaa..." He sighed, leaning back on his chair, "How''s our guest doing?" He asked, changing the subject.

    "Recovering sir."

    "Good!" He nodded, "Now, where were we?" He turned toward the three terrorists Selina captured. "You boys are not afraid of death, right? So, we will start small. Start with your little finger, and slowly move up. I promise you pain and suffering..."

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