"Friend" -- Chapter Four: Before its Too Late
Lex stares at the paper, confused and angry. He had warned King and told him to stay out of his life, and now King's trying to scare him. The very thought of it makes Lex Luthor furious, he crumples the paper in his hand and walks back out of the mansion. He gets into one of his favorite jaguars and takes off out of the facility, heading for Metropolis.
Clark, Pete and Lana head out of the Talon after Chloe. She has already started the engine and is more than ready to get back to the Walsh house. Clark quickly gets in the front seat and Lana and Pete scramble into the back. "I'm only coming along this time to make sure you don't get yourself in over your head," Clark says, buckling his seat belt.
"Or turned inside-out!" Pete says from the back. The car drives off down the road, making a right on Holton Street. Only a few minutes later they pull up outside the Walsh house. It's quiet as usual, an evening breeze blows in as Chloe heads up the front steps quickly, with Clark, Lana and Pete close behind.
"She probably won't even let us in, we got kicked out last time," Clark says as Chloe knocks three times on the door. Not long after Sarah Walsh is there to answer it. She sighs when she sees who stands there, seeming like the last thing she wants to do is talk to them again.
"Mrs. Walsh, I know you probably don't want the twenty questions treatment again, and that's fine, I just need you to clear up a few things." Chloe says, almost pleading her to let them in.
"Ms. Sullivan, I'm…busy right now. I really don't think I have anything else to talk to you about. Please, just go back to your car…"
"Sarah, I know about Danny. I know what he can do and what he has done. There is an easy way for me to get those questions cleared up and there is a hard way. All I'm asking for is a few minutes for you to let us in on you and your son's little secret." Sarah looks at Chloe for a few seconds before giving in and opening the door. The four walk into the living room like their last visit, taking a seat on the couch.
"Danny's in his room sleeping…he usually takes a nap after he watches Rescue Heroes. He had a pretty long conversation with Simon about it, apparently he likes it too."
"How long has Danny been talking to Simon?" Chloe asks.
"He's seen him all his life. I remember him getting so frustrated when I couldn't see Simon too. I've always known he was more than imaginary, I became certain of that when strange things started happening."
"What kind of strange things?" Clark asks.
"Danny would throw tantrums sometimes just like all kids do…but his scared me. Lights would flicker, things would begin to shake and move, holes would punch into the walls…sometimes I would even see strange shadows, I could never explain any of it, and I could never tell anyone about it."
"I remember now…things like you described, they happened once when I was babysitting Danny. I tried to convince myself they didn't but they did. Sarah…where did Simon come from?" Lana asks, not knowing exactly what to think of the situation, having not had a whole lot of experience in strangeness such as this.
"I have no idea, I really wish I did so I could maybe make him go away. These things that have happened recently…I know they were because of Danny, I pray they weren't but…somehow he can do these horrible things. He's just a little boy."
"Mrs. Walsh…did Danny ever have any contact with meteor rocks?" Chloe asks, knowing the question will have to get her somewhere.
"Meteor rocks? I don't think so…but…" Sarah starts, having trouble trying to remember.
"But, what, Mrs. Walsh?"
"When I was pregnant with Danny, me and my first husband were driving in the country when the meteor shower hit. One of the meteors hit the side of the road, only a few feet in front of us as we drove. The car was knocked over and sent flying into a ditch as more of the meteors fell. Both my husband and I were unconscious when an ambulance arrived; a witness called them about an hour after the crash. My husband didn't survive through the night at the hospital."
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Walsh…did the accident lead to any complications with your pregnancy?" Clark asks.
"No…Danny was born a healthy, beautiful baby boy."
"Do you think the meteor rocks affected Danny somehow?" Lana asks.
"Now you're catching on," Chloe replies.
"What do you mean?" Sarah asks, confused.
"It's kind of hard to explain, but somehow that crash, and those meteors did something to Danny. It's the only way he can see Simon." Clark says.
"How is that the only way? I don't understand."
"We don't expect you to, Mrs. Walsh…all you need to know is that Danny is getting more dangerous, and I want you to get in contact with me if anything else weird happens. I can help you." Chloe says.
"Ok, Ms. Sullivan, I'll do that." A moment later Danny is heard from his room, calling out for Sarah calmly. "Looks like he's awake, I better go check up on him."
"We should get going anyway, thank you for talking with us and telling us about Danny and the meteor shower, it's definitely shun some light on things," Chloe says.
"Yes…I don't know what this is, but I do believe you kids can help us. Goodbye."
"Goodbye, Mrs. Walsh," Clark says as the four walk back out the door. Pete and Chloe head out to the car in front of Clark and Lana, who follow behind.
"So this is what it's like being a part of one of Chloe's investigations." Lana says to Clark with her arms crossed as they walk to the car slowly.
"Yeah, I know it's probably really weird, but after a while you stop being so shocked at all the strangeness."
"Strangeness, that's a good word to describe it. I feel like I'm in some TV show on the sci-fi network."
"Lana I know it might not seem like it know, but Danny needs our help. Simon is just getting stronger and if he does anything else there's no telling what might happen."
"I've known Danny since he was a baby, Nell has always been good friends with Sarah. I'll do anything to help them, I just need an idea of what I can actually do, I feel like this whole thing is way over my head."
"It's ok, Lana, you can do more than you think," Clark says as he opens the door for her. She gets in with a smile; Clark always made her feel better about herself. He closes the door and gets in the front seat, Chloe and Pete all ready to go. The car heads down the same road again as another summer breeze moves through the peaceful neighborhood.
That evening, in Metropolis, Lex Luthor makes his way into Walter King's very decorative and high-class office located on the top floor of one of the five star hotels in King's possession. Lex walks down a few steps towards King, who sits behind a very expensive oak desk. Two of his goons stand behind him. Lex charges towards him, sick of playing games with King. "I was expecting to see that pretty little bald head of yours, Mr. Luthor." King laughs, Lex doesn't look happy.
"You think you can dig into my past to try and corrupt my future, King?"
"That's quite a way to put it, in a word…yes."
"There have been men much like you that have tried that before and they all ended up the same way."
"Oh…and which way is that?"
"Wishing they could take it all back, begging my forgiveness. It doesn't take much, really…a phone call, a meeting, an e-mail. You are no different."
"I guess we'll just have to see about that, Lex. But you know, you really haven't given me a chance to explain myself," King says as he gets up out of his chair and walks around the desk towards Lex. "That article in the Inquisitor was just a lure to get you down here, you took it and now here you are."
"If you could make this as quick as possible so I can get out of here and stop looking into those beady eyes of yours I'd appreciate it."
"I think it's in your best interest to stay and hear me out. Because if you walk now tomorrow morning the whole country will know more about Lex Luthor than you would want. Maybe about that hit and run when you were seventeen, or that robbery you and some friends committed for a laugh, or maybe even more about the drugs you sold."
"I didn't sell any drugs you pitiful old man, and if I see anything in any papers or on any news channel about any of those things…" Lex starts, but is quickly interrupted by King.
"Sshhh…I'm well aware of your dime a dozen threats, Lex. Let's talk business…shall we?" King says as he walks around the table with his hands behind his back, very casually and calmly. "I'm about to combine forces with three of the top names in all of Metropolis. Soon, we will spread across the country, gaining more well known supporters until we're really in business. I want you join us, Lex…you and LuthorCorp. We can change the world, we can be unstoppable." King declares, looking into Lex's eyes.
"Change the world or control it?" Lex says, King doesn't reply. "I'm not looking in to joining your death march around the world, King. I know what you want and I know what you would do with that kind of power. If you think I would ever help you become the next Hitler you're wrong. In fact I would do much to stop it."
"Lex, with my help you can break away from Lionel Luthor, be your own man. Then, in time you can break away from me. I know what you want as well, Lex…in many ways we are the same." Lex scoffs at the very idea that he is in any way the same as Walter King. "How does the name LexCorp sound to you?" Lex's eyes roll to the ground, he is suddenly silent. The name brings up many emotions, and for a few moments Lex seems to be thinking heavily about the offer.
"You will have my answer in twenty-four hours, King." Lex turns around and walks back towards the door. A grin crosses King's face as he sits back down behind his desk. Lex walks up the stairs and back through the doors as they are opened for him by a couple more of King's drones.
That night, at the Kent Farm, Clark is putting his plate and fork into the sink after eating some of Martha's delicious blueberry pie he had for dessert. Martha puts what's left of it into the refrigerator then moves over towards Clark. He starts to wash the plate but Martha takes over. "Don't worry about it, Clark, I've got it." She says with a smile.
"Thanks, mom, you've got to make that more often."
"Yes, another delicious treat from my sweet," Jonathan says, putting his plate in the sink as well while giving Martha a kiss.
"Can I get a little more cheese with that line, dad?" Clark says jokingly. Martha and Jonathan laugh a bit as Clark moves towards the small 10-inch television set on the kitchen counter. Clark starts flipping through a few channels.
"Anything good on tonight?" Jonathan asks.
"They're supposed to play 2001: A Space Oddessy on channel 9 tonight." Martha and Jonathan look at each other and smile.
"So, Clark…have you decided if you're getting anything for Chloe? A going-away present maybe? She's leaving in 2 days you know," Martha says.
"I know, I'm still thinking."
"Well, just get her something…" Martha starts.
"From the heart, I know mom." Clark smiles.
"How's Lana holding up without Whitney Fordman?" Jonathan asks.
"She's good, putting even more time in at the Talon."
"Do you still have feelings for her?" Martha asks.
"Well, yeah…she's Lana, I've liked her since the fifth grade. She's always been that perfect girl, and this past year we've actually started being really good friends, and lately even more than that. But now there's Chloe, who's one of my best friends and I get a long really well with her, and now I have all these feelings for her too. I just feel…stuck in between both of them."
"It's ok, Clark, you're a teenager. And if I were in your shoes I'd think that would be a pretty nice place to be stuck in between." Jonathan says with a laugh.
"Jonathan!" Martha laughs. "Don't worry, Clark, you'll figure out which girl is right for you when the time comes. But for right now how about we go into the living room and watch that movie." Clark smiles as they walk into the living room and click on the TV.
The next afternoon in Smallville, Clark is in the Talon sitting at a table by himself, reading the day's Ledger. A few moments later, Lana comes around and gives him his latte he asked for a minute before. "Hope you enjoy, Clark," she says with a smile.
"Of course I will, thanks Lana."
"So I don't see you in here alone very often, where's Chloe and Pete?"
"I'm not sure, Chloe called me this morning, says she's planning on staking out the Walsh house. I said that was illegal and she followed that up with a sarcastic comment and that was the end of it. I bet Pete is probably with her." Lana smiles.
"I spent most of the night trying to believe everything I heard yesterday. I just thought of some of the weird things that have already happened to me here in Smallville and it became pretty clear that I should accept the very strange truth."
"I knew you'd come around," Clark says with a smile as he takes a drink of his latte.
"Well I better get back to work, I'll talk to you later, Clark."
"Ok, later then," Clark replies, watching her walk over behind the counter. He turns his head back to his paper at about the same time Lex Luthor enters the Talon. Clark doesn't notice until he sits down across from him at the same table. "Oh hey, Lex."
"Hello, Clark, thought I would stop by."
"I haven't seen you in a few days, where have you been?"
"Oh, just taking care of some business."
"What kind of business is that?"
"I don't want to bore you with details, I've just been dealing with an annoyance by the name of Walter King."
"Walter King? Never heard of him."
"He's a big name in Metropolis. He wants me to go into business with him.
"Are you going to?"
"Ah…enough about that Clark, I probably shouldn't have brought it up anyway. So, Chloe Sullivan is leaving town tomorrow, I can help out if you have anything special planned."
"Actually, I think I'll take care of it on my own, I've got something for her."
"Sounds like you've got everything under control, Clark, make it count."
"I'll try, Lex," Clark says with a smile as he takes another sip of his latte.
"I should be going now. I'm sure King will be dropping by the mansion soon, don't want to keep him waiting," Lex says, very reserved.
"See you later, Lex, good luck."
"You too, Clark," Lex replies as he walks away. Clark goes back to his reading and latte sipping. The environment is very calm and relaxed, until Chloe and Pete come in with Sarah Walsh, who looks very troubled. The help her to the table and sit her down. "What's going on?" Clark asks, very concerned.
"We found her outside on our way here, just a few minutes ago," Chloe replies. Lana takes notice and quickly moves over towards them to see what's going on.
"Sarah, what's wrong?" Lana asks.
"I…I was confronted by these two men. They…they said Ted owed them money, that he had been working for someone in Metropolis named…Walter King. They said they would kill Danny and I if they didn't get it…my god. I didn't know Ted was involved in anything like this…how could he do this?" Sarah says, breaking up into tears.
"Where's Danny, Mrs. Walsh?" Clark asks.
"He was with me…when the men threatened me, after that…I don't know where he went."
"Walter King…" Clark starts, remembering what Lex said. "I think I know where he might be headed."
To Be Continued in Chapter Five…
Lex stares at the paper, confused and angry. He had warned King and told him to stay out of his life, and now King's trying to scare him. The very thought of it makes Lex Luthor furious, he crumples the paper in his hand and walks back out of the mansion. He gets into one of his favorite jaguars and takes off out of the facility, heading for Metropolis.
Clark, Pete and Lana head out of the Talon after Chloe. She has already started the engine and is more than ready to get back to the Walsh house. Clark quickly gets in the front seat and Lana and Pete scramble into the back. "I'm only coming along this time to make sure you don't get yourself in over your head," Clark says, buckling his seat belt.
"Or turned inside-out!" Pete says from the back. The car drives off down the road, making a right on Holton Street. Only a few minutes later they pull up outside the Walsh house. It's quiet as usual, an evening breeze blows in as Chloe heads up the front steps quickly, with Clark, Lana and Pete close behind.
"She probably won't even let us in, we got kicked out last time," Clark says as Chloe knocks three times on the door. Not long after Sarah Walsh is there to answer it. She sighs when she sees who stands there, seeming like the last thing she wants to do is talk to them again.
"Mrs. Walsh, I know you probably don't want the twenty questions treatment again, and that's fine, I just need you to clear up a few things." Chloe says, almost pleading her to let them in.
"Ms. Sullivan, I'm…busy right now. I really don't think I have anything else to talk to you about. Please, just go back to your car…"
"Sarah, I know about Danny. I know what he can do and what he has done. There is an easy way for me to get those questions cleared up and there is a hard way. All I'm asking for is a few minutes for you to let us in on you and your son's little secret." Sarah looks at Chloe for a few seconds before giving in and opening the door. The four walk into the living room like their last visit, taking a seat on the couch.
"Danny's in his room sleeping…he usually takes a nap after he watches Rescue Heroes. He had a pretty long conversation with Simon about it, apparently he likes it too."
"How long has Danny been talking to Simon?" Chloe asks.
"He's seen him all his life. I remember him getting so frustrated when I couldn't see Simon too. I've always known he was more than imaginary, I became certain of that when strange things started happening."
"What kind of strange things?" Clark asks.
"Danny would throw tantrums sometimes just like all kids do…but his scared me. Lights would flicker, things would begin to shake and move, holes would punch into the walls…sometimes I would even see strange shadows, I could never explain any of it, and I could never tell anyone about it."
"I remember now…things like you described, they happened once when I was babysitting Danny. I tried to convince myself they didn't but they did. Sarah…where did Simon come from?" Lana asks, not knowing exactly what to think of the situation, having not had a whole lot of experience in strangeness such as this.
"I have no idea, I really wish I did so I could maybe make him go away. These things that have happened recently…I know they were because of Danny, I pray they weren't but…somehow he can do these horrible things. He's just a little boy."
"Mrs. Walsh…did Danny ever have any contact with meteor rocks?" Chloe asks, knowing the question will have to get her somewhere.
"Meteor rocks? I don't think so…but…" Sarah starts, having trouble trying to remember.
"But, what, Mrs. Walsh?"
"When I was pregnant with Danny, me and my first husband were driving in the country when the meteor shower hit. One of the meteors hit the side of the road, only a few feet in front of us as we drove. The car was knocked over and sent flying into a ditch as more of the meteors fell. Both my husband and I were unconscious when an ambulance arrived; a witness called them about an hour after the crash. My husband didn't survive through the night at the hospital."
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Walsh…did the accident lead to any complications with your pregnancy?" Clark asks.
"No…Danny was born a healthy, beautiful baby boy."
"Do you think the meteor rocks affected Danny somehow?" Lana asks.
"Now you're catching on," Chloe replies.
"What do you mean?" Sarah asks, confused.
"It's kind of hard to explain, but somehow that crash, and those meteors did something to Danny. It's the only way he can see Simon." Clark says.
"How is that the only way? I don't understand."
"We don't expect you to, Mrs. Walsh…all you need to know is that Danny is getting more dangerous, and I want you to get in contact with me if anything else weird happens. I can help you." Chloe says.
"Ok, Ms. Sullivan, I'll do that." A moment later Danny is heard from his room, calling out for Sarah calmly. "Looks like he's awake, I better go check up on him."
"We should get going anyway, thank you for talking with us and telling us about Danny and the meteor shower, it's definitely shun some light on things," Chloe says.
"Yes…I don't know what this is, but I do believe you kids can help us. Goodbye."
"Goodbye, Mrs. Walsh," Clark says as the four walk back out the door. Pete and Chloe head out to the car in front of Clark and Lana, who follow behind.
"So this is what it's like being a part of one of Chloe's investigations." Lana says to Clark with her arms crossed as they walk to the car slowly.
"Yeah, I know it's probably really weird, but after a while you stop being so shocked at all the strangeness."
"Strangeness, that's a good word to describe it. I feel like I'm in some TV show on the sci-fi network."
"Lana I know it might not seem like it know, but Danny needs our help. Simon is just getting stronger and if he does anything else there's no telling what might happen."
"I've known Danny since he was a baby, Nell has always been good friends with Sarah. I'll do anything to help them, I just need an idea of what I can actually do, I feel like this whole thing is way over my head."
"It's ok, Lana, you can do more than you think," Clark says as he opens the door for her. She gets in with a smile; Clark always made her feel better about herself. He closes the door and gets in the front seat, Chloe and Pete all ready to go. The car heads down the same road again as another summer breeze moves through the peaceful neighborhood.
That evening, in Metropolis, Lex Luthor makes his way into Walter King's very decorative and high-class office located on the top floor of one of the five star hotels in King's possession. Lex walks down a few steps towards King, who sits behind a very expensive oak desk. Two of his goons stand behind him. Lex charges towards him, sick of playing games with King. "I was expecting to see that pretty little bald head of yours, Mr. Luthor." King laughs, Lex doesn't look happy.
"You think you can dig into my past to try and corrupt my future, King?"
"That's quite a way to put it, in a word…yes."
"There have been men much like you that have tried that before and they all ended up the same way."
"Oh…and which way is that?"
"Wishing they could take it all back, begging my forgiveness. It doesn't take much, really…a phone call, a meeting, an e-mail. You are no different."
"I guess we'll just have to see about that, Lex. But you know, you really haven't given me a chance to explain myself," King says as he gets up out of his chair and walks around the desk towards Lex. "That article in the Inquisitor was just a lure to get you down here, you took it and now here you are."
"If you could make this as quick as possible so I can get out of here and stop looking into those beady eyes of yours I'd appreciate it."
"I think it's in your best interest to stay and hear me out. Because if you walk now tomorrow morning the whole country will know more about Lex Luthor than you would want. Maybe about that hit and run when you were seventeen, or that robbery you and some friends committed for a laugh, or maybe even more about the drugs you sold."
"I didn't sell any drugs you pitiful old man, and if I see anything in any papers or on any news channel about any of those things…" Lex starts, but is quickly interrupted by King.
"Sshhh…I'm well aware of your dime a dozen threats, Lex. Let's talk business…shall we?" King says as he walks around the table with his hands behind his back, very casually and calmly. "I'm about to combine forces with three of the top names in all of Metropolis. Soon, we will spread across the country, gaining more well known supporters until we're really in business. I want you join us, Lex…you and LuthorCorp. We can change the world, we can be unstoppable." King declares, looking into Lex's eyes.
"Change the world or control it?" Lex says, King doesn't reply. "I'm not looking in to joining your death march around the world, King. I know what you want and I know what you would do with that kind of power. If you think I would ever help you become the next Hitler you're wrong. In fact I would do much to stop it."
"Lex, with my help you can break away from Lionel Luthor, be your own man. Then, in time you can break away from me. I know what you want as well, Lex…in many ways we are the same." Lex scoffs at the very idea that he is in any way the same as Walter King. "How does the name LexCorp sound to you?" Lex's eyes roll to the ground, he is suddenly silent. The name brings up many emotions, and for a few moments Lex seems to be thinking heavily about the offer.
"You will have my answer in twenty-four hours, King." Lex turns around and walks back towards the door. A grin crosses King's face as he sits back down behind his desk. Lex walks up the stairs and back through the doors as they are opened for him by a couple more of King's drones.
That night, at the Kent Farm, Clark is putting his plate and fork into the sink after eating some of Martha's delicious blueberry pie he had for dessert. Martha puts what's left of it into the refrigerator then moves over towards Clark. He starts to wash the plate but Martha takes over. "Don't worry about it, Clark, I've got it." She says with a smile.
"Thanks, mom, you've got to make that more often."
"Yes, another delicious treat from my sweet," Jonathan says, putting his plate in the sink as well while giving Martha a kiss.
"Can I get a little more cheese with that line, dad?" Clark says jokingly. Martha and Jonathan laugh a bit as Clark moves towards the small 10-inch television set on the kitchen counter. Clark starts flipping through a few channels.
"Anything good on tonight?" Jonathan asks.
"They're supposed to play 2001: A Space Oddessy on channel 9 tonight." Martha and Jonathan look at each other and smile.
"So, Clark…have you decided if you're getting anything for Chloe? A going-away present maybe? She's leaving in 2 days you know," Martha says.
"I know, I'm still thinking."
"Well, just get her something…" Martha starts.
"From the heart, I know mom." Clark smiles.
"How's Lana holding up without Whitney Fordman?" Jonathan asks.
"She's good, putting even more time in at the Talon."
"Do you still have feelings for her?" Martha asks.
"Well, yeah…she's Lana, I've liked her since the fifth grade. She's always been that perfect girl, and this past year we've actually started being really good friends, and lately even more than that. But now there's Chloe, who's one of my best friends and I get a long really well with her, and now I have all these feelings for her too. I just feel…stuck in between both of them."
"It's ok, Clark, you're a teenager. And if I were in your shoes I'd think that would be a pretty nice place to be stuck in between." Jonathan says with a laugh.
"Jonathan!" Martha laughs. "Don't worry, Clark, you'll figure out which girl is right for you when the time comes. But for right now how about we go into the living room and watch that movie." Clark smiles as they walk into the living room and click on the TV.
The next afternoon in Smallville, Clark is in the Talon sitting at a table by himself, reading the day's Ledger. A few moments later, Lana comes around and gives him his latte he asked for a minute before. "Hope you enjoy, Clark," she says with a smile.
"Of course I will, thanks Lana."
"So I don't see you in here alone very often, where's Chloe and Pete?"
"I'm not sure, Chloe called me this morning, says she's planning on staking out the Walsh house. I said that was illegal and she followed that up with a sarcastic comment and that was the end of it. I bet Pete is probably with her." Lana smiles.
"I spent most of the night trying to believe everything I heard yesterday. I just thought of some of the weird things that have already happened to me here in Smallville and it became pretty clear that I should accept the very strange truth."
"I knew you'd come around," Clark says with a smile as he takes a drink of his latte.
"Well I better get back to work, I'll talk to you later, Clark."
"Ok, later then," Clark replies, watching her walk over behind the counter. He turns his head back to his paper at about the same time Lex Luthor enters the Talon. Clark doesn't notice until he sits down across from him at the same table. "Oh hey, Lex."
"Hello, Clark, thought I would stop by."
"I haven't seen you in a few days, where have you been?"
"Oh, just taking care of some business."
"What kind of business is that?"
"I don't want to bore you with details, I've just been dealing with an annoyance by the name of Walter King."
"Walter King? Never heard of him."
"He's a big name in Metropolis. He wants me to go into business with him.
"Are you going to?"
"Ah…enough about that Clark, I probably shouldn't have brought it up anyway. So, Chloe Sullivan is leaving town tomorrow, I can help out if you have anything special planned."
"Actually, I think I'll take care of it on my own, I've got something for her."
"Sounds like you've got everything under control, Clark, make it count."
"I'll try, Lex," Clark says with a smile as he takes another sip of his latte.
"I should be going now. I'm sure King will be dropping by the mansion soon, don't want to keep him waiting," Lex says, very reserved.
"See you later, Lex, good luck."
"You too, Clark," Lex replies as he walks away. Clark goes back to his reading and latte sipping. The environment is very calm and relaxed, until Chloe and Pete come in with Sarah Walsh, who looks very troubled. The help her to the table and sit her down. "What's going on?" Clark asks, very concerned.
"We found her outside on our way here, just a few minutes ago," Chloe replies. Lana takes notice and quickly moves over towards them to see what's going on.
"Sarah, what's wrong?" Lana asks.
"I…I was confronted by these two men. They…they said Ted owed them money, that he had been working for someone in Metropolis named…Walter King. They said they would kill Danny and I if they didn't get it…my god. I didn't know Ted was involved in anything like this…how could he do this?" Sarah says, breaking up into tears.
"Where's Danny, Mrs. Walsh?" Clark asks.
"He was with me…when the men threatened me, after that…I don't know where he went."
"Walter King…" Clark starts, remembering what Lex said. "I think I know where he might be headed."
To Be Continued in Chapter Five…