The woman ducked under the restraining rope and marched up the steps and onto the dais.
Lois's breath jammed in her airways. "That's Ruby Rhodes," Evan muttered ominously. "From the Daily Planet."
Rhodes ripped the microphone from its stand and confronted Superman. "Why did our government feel the need to imprison you?" she demanded. "Why did they respond to the leaks of your presence on our planet with the fabricated story of your death?"
Lois felt queasy apprehension well up inside her. She had tried so hard to keep the cell and Clark apart. Now they had come together. In the most public of ways. And she couldn't get to him. She had no way to try to cushion the damage.
Thanks!
Corrina.
