Oliver was currently doing research into Sara's targets from her time with the League, and this confirmed that she was alive. Now he just needed to figure out how to lure her back to Star City. It might not completely fix his relationship with the Lances yet, but it would help. Though Laurel had already begun to forgive him, he could tell, but the only way Quentin would begin to stop being an ass if Sara came back.

However, he was driven from his thoughts when he heard the elevator to his penthouse ding and his mother walked out with a familiar face.

"Mom I thought I told you to call ahead before you came over." Oliver said, only half annoyed at this.

"Just because you don't live at home anymore doesn't mean I won't barge in unannounced." Moira said as Oliver turned his attention to her associate.

"You must be John Diggle." Oliver said, holding out his hand to John, who nodded.

"Yes sir. I understand that you're the one who recommended me to your mother." John said.

"Yeah, I was already doing some searching for a little extra security and you were a very impressive candidate. Your military jacket is quite impressive." Oliver said.

"Thank you sir." John said.

"And by the way, lose the sir. It's Oliver." Oliver told him and John nodded, already telling that this job would be different than his previous ones.

"I'll leave you to get acquainted." Moira said as she left them.

"You need a place to crash?" Oliver asked.

"I appreciate the offer, but I have my own place." John said.

"Anyways, I hope you like a challenge, since I will definitely provide you with one." Oliver said.

"I tend to take jobs with people like you specifically because they offer a challenge. But let me be clear, my ability to keep you safe will outweigh your comfort level." John warned.

"Then I know you're a man who actually does his job." Oliver said.

"You can call me Dig you know." John said.

"I'll keep that in mind. But I believe my mom is waiting for us to get to the courthouse for my legal resurrection." Oliver said and Dig nodded as they headed downstairs.

After the hearing, Oliver decided to hang back to talk to Judge Grell, since he'd decided that there was another way to make sure Adam Hunt got what was coming to him besides as a vigilante.

"What did you want Mr. Queen?" Grell asked.

"How much is Adam Hunt paying you to throw the case against him?" Oliver asked.

"What are you talking about?" Grell asked, nervously.

"Cut the crap, I know that Hunt funded your re election campaign and I know that he's paying you make sure that charges against him are dropped. So how much is he paying you?" Oliver asked.

"10 million." Grell said.

"I'll pay you double that if you make sure the trial is fair and as a bonus, I'll pay you half now and the other half after the trial. And it's best if no one knows about this." Oliver said, using Grell's corruption to his advantage.

"You'll pay me 20 million dollars to make sure that Hunt's trial is fair?" Grell asked.

"You're forgetting my family is even richer than he is. I want to make sure that justice is served. So, do we have a deal?" Oliver asked and Grell nodded.

"I'll transfer 10 million to your account tonight, you get the second half when Hunt is behind bars." Oliver said.

"And I'll make sure no one knows about this." Grell said.

"Good. Now I have places to be." Oliver said as he walked away.

"What was that about?" John asked Oliver.

"Don't act like you weren't listening in Dig." Oliver said.

"So you paid off a judge?" John asked.

"To make sure he actually did his job. The thing about corruption is that anyone can take advantage of it." Oliver said.

"That's actually pretty smart. Offer the man more money to do his job then he was being paid to throw the case, but why remain anonymous?" John asked.

"Because my ex-girlfriend Laurel Lance is the leading prosecutor of the case and I don't want her to think that I was doing this just to get back in her good books or that I was buying the trial for her. Better for her to believe that the trial is fair than to know I'm interfering with her job." Oliver said.

"Were you trying to get back in her good books?" John asked.

"I can't deny my feelings for her are a part of why I did it, but she's still pissed at me for taking her sister on that boat. Anyways, I could use a real burger, you know a place?" Oliver asked John.

"I'll bring the car around." John said and Oliver could tell that John was honestly impressed by what he'd done.