"That man. He killed my brother!" She screams and points at him.
"Sophie, are you sure?" Clark asks her.
"Yes. I can recognize those eyes anywhere." She says, tears running down her cheeks.
"It's ok, Sophie." Clark tells her and she buries her head into his chest. "They got him now, he won't hurt anyone now."
"I know. It just brought memories back that I want to forget." She tells Clark.
"Excuse me, miss. Could I have a few words with you?" One of the officers asks.
"Sure. Clark, come with me." She says and pulls Clark toward him.
"I couldn't help overhearing. What is your name?" He asks, getting out a pad of paper.
"Sophie Krue. My brother was David Krue." She tells him.
"Ok, and what exactly happened?" He asks her.
"It was a couple of years ago and that man and someone else came in to a store we were shopping at. They robbed the store and when my brother tried to stop them, that man shot my brother and his partner. He got away." Sophie tells him the story.
"Ok, thank you for the information. We'll be in contact with you later to tell you what's gonna happen. This guy probably has committed multiple crimes in his past, so chances are, you won't have to testify in court." The officer tells her.
"But I want to. I don't want him to get away for what he's done." Sophie explains.
"I can guarantee you he won't be getting away for a very long time, so don't worry. Thank you for your time." He says and walks away.
"Are you ok?" Clark asks her.
"Yes, I'm fine. That bastard is going to finally get what he deserves." Sophie tells him.
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Clark walks in the door around 2:30 in the morning after dropping Sophie off. He heads straight for the kitchen to get something to eat. Sleep can wait. Clark looks in the refrigerator in search for food, when the lights in the kitchen turn on.
"Who's there? I have a shotgun and I'm not afraid to use it!" Jonathon shouts.
"Woah, easy dad. It's just me, Clark." Clark says, turning around.
"Clark, what are you doing home?" He asks.
"Jonathon, what's going on?" Martha asks, coming down the stairs.
"It's just Clark." He answers.
"Uh, the motel we were staying at had some problems." Clark says. "These two men tried to bomb the building."
"What? Is everyone ok?" Martha asks.
"Yeah, nobody was hurt. I was able to find the men and turn them over to the police." Clark tells him.
"That's good. Do the police have any idea who they are?" Jonathon asks.
"Yeah, it turns out one of the men murdered Sophie's brother a couple years ago." Clark tells them.
"Sophie's brother was murdered? That's awful." Martha says.
"Yeah. I'm just glad she wasn't hurt." Clark says.
"We all are, Clark." Jonathon says and puts his arm around Clark.
"One thing good came out of tonight, though." Clark tells them.
"What's that?" Jonathon asks.
"At the track, there were these spectator races. I entered my car and won." Clark says and points to a trophy on the table.
"That's great, Clark!" Martha congratulates him and examines the trophy.
"I talked to a guy afterwards that is looking for a driver. He offered me the job if I want it. I have to be there Thursday to try out the car." Clark tells them.
"Wow, that's great. I'm proud of you, son." Jonathon says and gives him a hug.
"Really, so I can?" He asks.
"Of course you can. I don't want to stand in the way of your dream." He tells Clark.
"Thanks. I'm tired, I'm going to go to bed." Clark tells them and heads for the stairs.
"Goodnight Clark." Martha says as he climbs the stairs.
"Night." Clark calls out.
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Clark wakes up to the sound of his bedroom door opening. He looks toward the door and is surprised to see Lana there. She walks in with a smile on her face and is wearing dark red lingerie, showing off every beautiful curve of her body.
"Lana, what are you doing here?" He asks.
"I needed someone to talk to." She says, standing at the foot of his bed.
"What is it?" Clark asks, starting to get out of bed. She holds out her hand, and he stops.
"Jason and I broke up. I caught him with some girl in my bed." Lana tells him.
"Lana, I'm sorry." He tells her.
"It's ok, I don't love him. The truth is, Clark… I'm in love with you. I always have, but I've just been too blind to see it." She tells him with a soft look in her eyes. Clark's eyes meet hers and he just melts. She is so beautiful and he needs to have her.
"Lana… I love you too." Clark tells her and she smiles.
"I don't want to be alone tonight. Let me get more comfortable and I'll join you." She says and reaches for the straps on her dress. Clark's pulse races as she slips the straps over her shoulders and lets the dress drop to the floor. His mouth drops as he lets his eyes roam down her gorgeous body. "You like?" She asks and licks her lips seductively.
"More than you could ever imagine." Clark smiles. She climbs on to his bed, on top of him and moves her face close to his. "Your all I want, Lana. Your all I need." Clark tells her and kisses her lips. The kiss grows more passionate and her tongue snakes into his mouth. He runs his hands down her back and grabs her ass. Lana grinds her hips against his and Clark feels himself responding. Her eyes widen as she feels this. She runs her hands down him and grabs him.
"Oh! He's finally awake." She smiles. Clark responds by rolling her on her back and starts to…
Clark sits up in bed quickly, trying to catch his breath. He looks around the room for Lana and she's nowhere to be seen. "You have to be kidding me!" Clark says and falls back on his bed, putting his hands to his face. He hasn't had a dream like that about Lana in a long time. And none near as detailed as the one he just had. It was so real! What does this mean?
He asks himself. Suddenly he gets a knot in his stomach. He's in love with Sophie, not Lana. Even though it was just a dream, he can't get the feeling that he cheated on her out of his mind. "Clark, you didn't do anything wrong." He tells himself. It was just a dream. Besides, he would never cheat on her. He needs to talk to her, so he grabs the phone off his nightstand.
"Hey, Sophie?" He asks.
"Clark, do you know what time it is?" She asks. "Is anything wrong?" She changes her tone.
"No, everything is fine. I just had to tell you that I love you." He says.
"I love you too." She says and Clark can tell she's smiling.
"I just had a bad dream, and I wanted to talk to you." Clark tells her.
"Aw! You had a nightmare?" She asks, as if it was the cutest thing in the world.
"No, I didn't have a nightmare! It just wasn't a dream I should have." He says.
"Ok, you want to talk about it?" Sophie asks.
"No! No, it's ok. Just hearing your voice is enough." He tells her and she giggles.
"You always know how to make me smile, Clark." She tells him.
"I need to see you today. Can you come by sometime? We can take a walk." Clark suggests.
"Sure. Let's talk then." She says.
"Ok, bye." Clark says and hangs up.
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