❝That’s what I was thinking! We could see if the
— attempted murderer —
left any evidence or anything.❞ Felicity sets the
arrow she’d been inspecting down carefully
before turning to Sara.
❝Sara — have you had these the whole time you’ve
been back?❞
“Guilty,” Sara replied a little sheepishly, “The other League members who brought me back took them from the morgue. I just…haven’t been able to even look at them until now.”
