Clark exhaled with aggravation and annoyance. He had thought that the blackout curtains over the windows by the front door, the replacement of the glass front door with a more solid one, and the addition of new deadbolt would be enough to deter the would-be amateur thief.
He is probably right that that would turn away random theives. Hopefully this will cause him to realize this is not a random act at all, but a deliberate attack.
He was thankful that he had refused to accept Kal-El’s globe as a gift from the Kents.
Yes, their place does seem to be more secure.
The gold remaining from when he first arrived was still in the safety deposit box with the photo of his true adoptive folks.
Well, at least neither of those things are likely to be overly helpful to Luthor.
The only items of value that he had in the apartment were his spare uniforms, which he kept in a secret compartment in the back of his wardrobe. It took several men, or super strength, to move the large piece of furniture to access it.
Let's hope St. John had neither.
Of course, the last time someone had broken into his apartment, it wasn’t to take things but to leave some behind. Clark slowly approached his front door. So much for an intimate dinner with Lois and a heart to heart conversation regarding his secrets.
He really should have done so last night.
