Bloodlust Chapter 3: Rivals
Bloodlust Ch.3: Rivals Staring across one of the Verdant's many tables Oliver Queen struggled to get a read on the man casually lounging opposite of him on a small plush chair. The man was dressed in a custom tailored; black business suit similar to the same one Oliver himself was wearing. The man could have been a mirror image of Oliver. They could have even been brothers. Both men had been brought up in the wealthy part of society. They both were considered their cities respective playboys. Each man had also witnessed the death of family members at an impressionable time in their lives and they were both now the heads of their families' individual corporations. Short of their physical appearances both men were one in the same, right down to the steely stares that they shot across the table at one another. Each man was as impenetrable as a vault and yet Bruce Wayne seemed to be cracking Oliver's code. "So, Mr