The smile stays in place, but something behind his eyes shutters at the veiled threat. Barry continues to deal, to take hits and deal out cards. "See, that's the thing isn't it? Using me. Using what I can do. Kinda been the story of my life Ms. Queen." His lips set in a hard line. "Good and evil don't matter. Not after you spent enough years in the system. After a while it's all about survival."

There's a sudden burst of wind and by the time the cards, money and general chaos settles, Barry Allen is gone.

But there's a very good chance that one determined Thea Queen can find his cheap house down in the Glades before he leaves town.