Right Place at the Wrong Time
Chloe and Lana were walking their bikes down a back street of Smallville when Pete came up behind them.
"There was nothing over on Kramer street," said Pete as he stopped his bike by the girls, "I don't think he came this far."
"Maybe not, look's pretty empty," said Lana as she looked at something on the side of the road and walked over to it.
"Can you believe some one knocked off the bank yesterday? Maybe we should investigate that case-, after we find Clark," Pete said quickly as Chloe glared at him.
"Chloe, Pete," Lana called from the side of the road, "Clark's compass, he must have been here-, come on."
Lana went over to the old run down motel, and opened the gate. As they went through the gate they looked at each other then started to call for Clark.
"Clark, Clark," they called.
"Maybe he was just passing by," said Pete disappointed.
"Hey guys, look at this, it's Shelby's ball," said Chloe throwing the ball to Pete.
Pete caught it in midair and looked at it and said, "He was here!"
"Let's look around," said Chloe getting her camera out.
Lana walked over the back of the building, were something was covered with a tarp, she pulled it up to revile an old yellow car underneath.
Pete, Chloe, this car looks familiar, almost like the description of the car used in the bank robbery yesterday and look at the licenses plate," Lana began.
"Illinois," Chloe finished for her.
Now Lana looked as worried as she ever had, if they were right, Clark was in big trouble.
T.B.C.
Sorry I know it's short, I will try to update soon.