This time, the couple who had observed Lois and Clark at Café Americana watched from across the street, as a terrified Linda ran to her apartment.
“I don’t like what just happened in that limousine. How could anyone threaten an innocent child?” asked the man as he pulled a blue Metros baseball cap further down over his face.
“Nothing that insane monster does could ever surprise me. I wish we could do something.” His blond companion snapped. She wrapped trembling arms around her waist to ward of a chill, despite the temperatures being in the mid-seventies.
Remember what he said, ‘no interference’ until its time. This is not our world.”
“Yeah, that may be true, but I don’t have to like it.”
A gentle sigh escaped the man's lips, "Don't worry, it wouldn't have happened, no matter what our 'guide' says.
The blonde looked over and took his hand. "Thank you. Now what do we do?"
"Nothing. We wait."
This is going to get interesting fast...
