Once in front of the foreboding portal a small window slid back revealing a pair of dark, shadowed eyes. "What's the password?"
Clark looked a bit thrown by the question. "Ah... Joe sent me?" There was no response from the owner of the eyes. "Swordfish?"
Lois saw the shake of the fellow's head and could tell that they were about to be denied entrance. She stepped in front of Clark. "He's always kidding around. The fat lady sings."
this made me pause and I started to believe we're talking Ultra Woman here.
Clark looked around for Lois. He'd just had an encounter with Bonnie Parker over by the bar and he had to tell Lois about it. If Bonnie was here, that meant that Clyde and the rest probably were also.
Started wondering if Lois would get shot. And how much would be in reverse.
Clark saw the glare that Lois gave Dillinger, but the gangster was determined to paw his partner. He didn't think about his actions, he just knew that he couldn't let that happen. He quickly stepped forward and stepped between Lois and Dillinger.
You're shooting Clark, and this time it will be for real!
"No." Clark tried to hold onto her but was pushed away by one of the thugs. He watched helplessly as Lois' limp body was manhandled up the short stairway and out the door. "Lois?"
So you really did shoot Lois
Her hair was soaked from the puddle she had landed in. She inwardly cringed, thinking what that small pool might be made up of. She pulled the shoulder length wig from her head, revealing the short dark hair beneath. She silently cursed the fact that she'd have to wash and set the wig again.
Michael
