~~ Tuesday ~~
The peal of her phone awakened Lois the next morning.
She clambered out of bed as trepidation coursed through the fog of her sleepy mind. Had something happened to Clark? Or was it the nursing home?
"Lois Lane," she said into the phone.
"Ms Lane. It's Shadbolt." Her dad was OK. But was Clark?
"Shadbolt." Lois checked the time - it was a few minutes past six. What had happened? Was Clark all right? "What's up?" she asked, requiring every ounce of her expertise in duplicity to sound unconcerned.
"Is it possible for you to come to the compound?" he said. "Longford is here, and we would both like to speak with you."
Thanks,
Corrina.
ETA - Happy Birthday, Laura!!
