Storm and Fire

Ch 1

I looked out the window as the train continued to Starling City. I sighed. This was the third time I've had to find Barry Allen and bring him back to Central City from one of his, unusual cases. The train slowed and I gathered my things. Joe suggested i might find him where Oliver Queen, the man who informed us that Barry was there, worked. 

As I entered the building I wondered what case Barry had gotten himself into. Or how he had heard about it, this wasn't exactly in our juristiction. Queen Consolidated seemed to be an impressive company, though as of late they've been getting bad rep with the whole undertaking thing. As I walked out the elevator a woman walked passed me with an angry expression on her face. I glanced at her but proceeded on my way. When i arrived in the office i had been directed to i saw a man brooding and looking out the window glumly. 

"Hello?" 

The man snapped out of his daze and turned around. "Yes?" 

"I'm Anne Jameson. A detective at the Central City Police Department. You called about our CSI junior detective?" 

He nodded in realization. "Ah, yes your captain said he'd be sending someone over." 

"Yeah, and you're Mr. Queen?" i asked. He nodded. "Why is Barry reporting here and not at the police station?" 

"I'd like to keep this operation in house. The case was a robbery at one of my warehouses." 

"Oh, why is Barry interested in a robbery?" 

"It was done by one man and the object that was stolen? Weighed several 100 pounds." 

I smirked "Of course it was." 

"I take it this isn't unusual for him. Just how many times has he done this?" 

"Since he joined? About 23 times." 

His eyes widened slightly but all together he didn't look that surprised. "If you're looking for him, he's left." 

I sighed and rubbed my forehead. "Do you know where he went?" "No, I may have stepped" he winced "over a line, he got upset." 

"Ah, you told him his dad did it?" 

"How'd you know?" He asked. 

"You're not the first." I told him. 

"And you?" 

"You mean do i believe him? I've known him since we were young. Since before his mom died. Before his dad was sent to prison. Aside from the fact we are friends, there is the fact that he was found 28 blocks away in a matter of seconds. So yes, i believe him. Even if almost no one else does." I held out my hand." If he comes back tell him to call me?" 

He shook my hand. "Sure, goodbye Detective Jameson." 

"Goodbye Mr. Queen"