Infiltration

By Derek Andrew Sharp

PROLOGUE

"You sure about this idea, Smallville?" Lois asked as Clark took a moment to watch as Big Boss Moxie emerged from his limo, heading straight into the Moonlight resturant. His typical two bodyguards in tow behind him.

"It's the only link we've got to get into the circle," Clark says it turning back to face her. His eyes meeting hers, without hesitation. "We either risk it or we don't....and knowing you, you want this story."

Lois smiles softly, straightening up Clark's tie before meeting his eyes again. "Yeah, but who is going to buy you as this....muscle man thief of the underworld? Sure, you go out of your way to save people..."

Clark leans in and kisses her lips deeply, his hands cupping her ass, pulling her in tight and hard before pulling back, leaving Lois breathless. "That's all the proof you need, Amber."

Before she can even manage to catch her breath, Clark pushes open the resturant back door and catches her hand before pulling her in behind him. Her heels echoing against the kitchen floor as they move forward, without hesitation. Passing by cooks in what seems to be a blur.

When they reach the dining room entrance, Clark pulls her forward gently, and wraps his arm in hers before pushing the doors open. As he does his hand slides down to her ass and squeezes it. Lois instinctively flinches and bites her lip trying her best not to react to the hand action.

As they move into the room, Clark takes note of two bodyguards at the entrance and the two watching over Moxie's private booth. He smirks slightly and moves towards the table.

"No token, no entrance, there buddy," the slightly tall bodyguard states blocking their path.

Clark leans in slightly and whispers into Lois' ear. "Amber baby, go find us a place at the bar." He slaps her ass before allowing her to walk away. The bodyguard's eye watching each and every step. "Eyes off my girl. You look her way one more time, I'm going to knock you out."

The bodyguard doesn't hesitate to do as such a second time and Clark reacts instantly to it, knocking him out with one punch.

"Kid! You've done enough! What in the bloody hell is that you want?" Big Boss Moxie says placing his silverware to the side before offering Clark a seat at his table. Clark pauses to straighten up his tie before sitting down with the Boss.

"Word has it on the streets, that you're going to be pulling a certain job at the museum...." Clark states it almost matter of factly.

"Word can be wrong, kid," the Boss states, his voice unchanging.

"See that's a funny thing about me..." Clark states, leaning back against the booth. "I've got plenty of sources that can feed me the wealth. Any time I need a job to get my girl something special and seeing as my girl wants a certain diamond necklace, I've got no plan to not please my girl."

The boss shifts slightly, straightening himself up. "Then why don't you do something special for your girl?" the boss states more than asks. His eyes a cold stare.

"Maybe I'm not making my point clear enough," Clark says it, reaching into his jacket, pulling out a yellow concealed folder. "You see I've got a history with the family...and I've done plenty of jobs well before any of your hired hands ever did. Seeing as I had Morgan Edge pissing his pants in doubt and I was doing his dirty work for him. It's time family paid up."

The boss takes a moment, lighting his cigar, taking a few puffs of it before speaking once more. His eyes scanning across the room. "Besides fear what is it that your offering kid?"

"First off, Moxie," Clark says meeting his eyes, giving him the same cold stare back. "Name's Kal. Secondly, I'll show you my magic in due course. You just gotta trust me first."

The boss lowers his cigar, placing it into the ashtray. It's far from being smoked entirely. "Kal...I ain't going to play this game without consequences. Far as I'm concerned until you've proven yourself you're just another hand in the game. Ya wanna prove you've got what it takes to be amongst "the family" again. You're going to have to play my rules. We clear?"

Clark whistles. "Amber baby, come to daddy!" he shouts before facing the Boss, lowering his voice. "You've got yourself a deal there, boss, but if I prove myself to you. My work isn't coming cheap."

"Work don't come cheap from anyone in the Trop, Kal," the boss says it, attempting to relight his cigar. "You ain't the only one."

Lois moves foward climbing into Clark's lap. "Meet my lady....Amber," Clark states proudly. Lois offers her hand out to the boss, to which he kisses gently.

"Pleasure to meet you, boss," Lois says, leaning back into Clark, rubbing against him without a second thought. "Kal talks about you...."

"Amber babydoll, the boss doesn't need to hear about things...prior," Clark says it noding at the boss. The boss smiles back at the couple, giving the best fake grin he can manage. His eyes never leaving Lois' cleavage for a second.

"Let the lady talk," the boss says, watching Clark and Lois ever the intently. "I'm sure, Amber has plenty to tell." He laughs slightly. "Where does a lovely little doll like yourself work?"

Lois smiles back at the boss, her ass now firmly planted in Clark's lap. "Dance and met my sexy man at the Windgate," she says it, proudly. "From bouncer boy to muscle man." She turns her head and winks back at Clark before laying back into him, wrapping his arms around his head. "The best protection in the world if you ask me."

The entire time Lois speaks Moxie's eyes never leave Clark's own. Clark's face still a cold look of steel determination keeping any eyes off of his woman.