For a moment, Slade thought she was trying to fool him. It would make sense, as her life was on the line, but he was rather good at reading people. As Felicity spoke, he realized she wasn't acting. She actually believed what she was saying, and that made this whole thing somehow more delicious. Oliver's love would be taken away before he could even realize how he felt about her.<br/><br/>"I've been watching Mr. Queen for a long time," he mused as the car took a turn on the dark road. "Enough to see that while he has given up killing, he made a recent exception for you." Slade knew all about the Count, how he had taken Felicity hostage, and in the face of that threat, how Oliver had broken his rule about killing and hit the man with arrow after arrow, enough to drive the Count through the window. A single arrow would have done the job, but Oliver had gone with overkill. Oliver Queen wasn't the sort to overreact like that on account of a good friend or a work acquaintance. He had feelings for this woman, and Slade suspected she had them back.<br/><br/>"Whether or not Oliver realizes it, he feels a connection to you. Once you are pulled from his life, he'll come face to face with that reality. Of course, by then, there will be nothing he can do about it but mourn."<br/><br/>The answer to her last question became clear as he took another corner and the Queen Mansion came into sight. Oliver's recent financial issues had left the house currently uninhabited, which made it the perfect spot for Oliver's life to fall apart completely.<br/><br/>He stopped the vehicle, then went to her side of the car, unbuckled her, and took her by the arm to lead her inside. "Don't worry, Queen will find you here. I left a little note in the parking lot letting him know where to look. I want him to see the light leave your eyes."