“They’re from Luthor,” Clark said.
“How sweet,” Lucy gushed.
Luthor? Sweet?
It's an oxymoron!
“I fell asleep on the sofa, sir.
On Lois'sofa? IMPOSSIBLE.
“Her sofa? Uh-huh,” Perry replied, obviously not buying it.
Exactly!
He found another camera and several more microphones. He figured it was a professional job. Clark wondered who would be behind it.
My money is on Luthor.
If it was Bureau 39, they would probably want to catch Lois and Superman in the act. A chill crept down Clark’s spine at the thought of a possible third unknown creep watching her.
I still think it's Luthor: he is a pervert.
“Luthor was being heavy-handed, telling Lois what she should and shouldn’t do. She doesn’t like that.” He was edging closer to the truth.
“Now, that I can believe,” chuckled Henderson, relaxing.
Of course! That WE can believe!
And now part 35.
