“Cl…” she squeaked out painfully. Her head was pounding and her arms and legs were stiff from being tied up.
“Shhh…it’s okay, Lois,” Jonathan whispered, shifting against her. “They haven’t been back in here for hours…”
“Cla…” She squeaked out again with a bit more strength in her voice.
“I don’t know,” Jonathan said grimly.
“Hurt…” She managed, finding more strength in her voice as she swallowed hard. “They’re…going…”
“Clark can take care of himself,” Jonathan said adamantly. “I promised I wouldn’t let anything happen to you and I’m a man of my word. Just try to relax…” Jonathan said, shifting against her back. “We’re gonna get out of here…”
