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"The Quadrant," Dinah looked at the intel they had gotten from Team Arrow, shaking her head. "You know, I heard about these guys when I was working undercover. I could never get anyone to confirm their existence."
"Consider them confirmed," Mon-El looked at the Quadrant's faces, eyes narrowed.
"We were tracking this one, Cassamento, hoping she would lead us to Diaz," Dig pointed to the woman on the left.
"Yeah, we were hoping the Scorpions would lead us to Diaz, too," Curtis said. "Got some intel they were planning a thing tonight."
"We just figured it was drugs," Dinah said. "Turns out it was an ambush. The Quadrant wanted the Scorpions dead."
"They wanted us dead, too," Curtis agreed, looking around. "It's a good thing you guys showed up when you did," he added, making sure he included Evelyn.
She smiled shyly, which froze when Rene raised an eyebrow coldly. "You probably want a thank you or something, huh?"
Dig winced, but Mon-El turned and raised an eyebrow right back at him. "And you think we're so full of ourselves?"
"I don't think I was talking to you," Rene countered.
"You might as well, because as long as I'm in the city, I'm with his team," he nodded at Dig. "That includes backing him up when he needs it.protecting a team member from another team who potentially wants to kill her."
"And what makes you think we care what you think?" Dinah scowled at him.
"Maybe the fact I could crush your throat without batting an eye and feeling nothing about it," Mon-El deadpanned. "But since I'm not that into killing people trying to keep their city safe, don't worry about that so much."
"When did you become an expert on deciding what's right and wrong?" Rene huffed.
"If there's a degree for right and wrong, at least two of you sure as hell don't have it," Mon-El glared between him and Dinah, Curtis sliding backwards when he wasn't included. "But it was probably when I spent seven years in the future working to build a team to keep the entire universe at peace. I'm not a saint, I know that. At least I spent seven years trying to become the best person I could be spent those seven years trying to be a hero, which is more years than your team combined."
"I've spent years serving the law," Dinah sneered.
"You believe in the badge, I respect that," Mon-El nodded in acknowledgment to her. "But there was a saying I've heard a few times. 'Innocent until proven guilty,' correct?" When Dinah frowned but nodded, Mon-El snorted loudly. "For an officer of the law, you are doing a job holding to that, let alone a police
"Hey!" Dinah protested loudly.
"That's not fair!" Rene snarled, sitting up straight.
"No?" Mon-El raised an eyebrow coldly. "So you believe her word on what happened to Vincent Sobel without hearing rom the girl who was made to kill him?"
Evelyn flinched, but Rene didn't even look in her direction. "I trust Dinah, not her."
"Then your view is already biased," Mon-El said bluntly, making Rene's eyes widen. "And Dinah's is biased as hell, considering all she seems to be focusing on is Evelyn killed him."
"She did!" Dinah snarled.
Mon-El sighed, looking at Curtis, who looked like a deer in the headlights. "Does she say anythingthat when this topic is brought up? She's a broken record."
"She's wearing the damned collar you said shocked her!" Dinah shouted, pointing accusingly at Evelyn, who recoiled. "That proves someone here is lying!"
"Or did you even consider the fact it no longera shock collar?" Mon-El countered, rolling his eyes. "God, why am I even trying?"
"Because clearly time in the future made you better," Evelyn fidgeted, not looking up from the ground when Dinah and Rene glared at her. "Or at least made you tolerable."
"Glad to know I'm tolerable," Mon-El huffed. "Look, when the three of you decide you actually want to get somewhere other than blatant accusations and murderous impulses without knowing all the facts, let me know. Otherwise, John? Evelyn partners with me. I don't want anyone who can't get off their high horse trying to kill her."
"Copy that," Dig didn't argue, looking at the trio as Mon-El moved to Evelyn's side.
She smiled thankfully at him. "You didn't have to do that," she said quietly.
"I used to be an asshole, but at least I set myself straight," Mon-El put his arm around her shoulders. "I look out for my team."
Evelyn smiled, leaning against him as Dig sighed. "Look, if the Quadrant is involved, we all need to be informed and working against them. We can't waste time taking shots at each other, no matter how right or wrong we are. We'll settle these spats later, all right? We can't risk losing the city more than Diaz already has."
"I just want Diaz gone," Evelyn spoke up her opinion.
Mon-El eyed the other three. "If they can keep this professional, so can I."
"I'm in," Curtis piped up, squirming when Dinah and Rene looked at him. "Look, Evelyn saved me and my boyfriend a few weeks ago, and she had a pretty nice opportunity to kill me then and today. I don't have a problem working with them."
Rene pursed his lips, then looked at Mon-El. "Later?"
"Sure," Mon-El shrugged. "If you think you'll win."
"Fine," Dinah sighed. "So, the Quadrant?"
"The muscle that they brought in yesterday were Diaz's guys," Curtis said. "The question is, what are they doing working with the Quadrant?"
"A.R.G.U.S. thinks Cassamento is planning to move a huge shipment of weapons into the city," Dig answered. "Kasnian weapons, military grade, much worse than what we saw tonight. We think Diaz may be helping her with that operation."
The door to the lair suddenly opened, and Laurel quickly hurried in, closing it behind her. "We have a problem," she announced.
"What happened?" Dig asked in concern.
"What happened is I got approached by Diaz," Laurel answered, walking down the stairs. "He just gave meShe held up a black folder, taking a deep breath. "He wants me to give it to Oliver and make him sign over a piece of city property to him. A building."
"So why are you here instead of talking to the man?" Rene asked.
"Didn't we discuss this?" Dig sighed.
"Because I called Quentin and he said Oliver left a short while ago to head to Russia," Laurel answered, giving Rene a glare. "He's working on the other thorn in Star City right now, and I can't exactly follow him."