The tension really took off in this chapter!
Perry grunted. “Good. Last thing I need is one of you bench-pressing the copy machine.”
The irony!
He tapped the folder. “Connect the dots. Find this kid. And figure out what’s in that damn drink before someone ends up in a hospital—or worse.”
Your Perry really sounds like him!
Lois held his gaze for a beat longer, then turned back to the folder. “Then figure it out before I decide I’ve had enough disappearing acts.”
Oh, no. Yikes, I guess he's pushing her patience as far as it can go.
It was the space she retreated to when something mattered too much to say out loud.
Literally a perfect description.
Like something that shouldn’t be in your body.
Creepy and ominous!
“The doctor’s obsessive about it. Keeps it in a locked cabinet. Watches every dose like it’s classified.”
That's a huge red flag - great work planting this story piece so clearly here for us! I also love that he left school for a totally unrelated reason - it's a great little red herring.
Clark unscrewed the lid of the thermos, careful not to spill a drop. The scent hit him instantly—sharp, metallic, wrong.
His breath caught.
Pain lanced through his chest, low and familiar. Kryptonite.
Like, I knew this was coming, but ahhh! Great reveal.
Even sealed, he could feel it—like a weight pressing against his chest.
Great line!
