Walking toward Lois, the gunman stroked her cheek. “You have a fire in you. I like that in a woman.”
“Touch her again and not even Superman will be able to save you.”
The low, dangerous tone made everyone’s eyes turn to Clark. They all stared, their eyes wide in shock and surprise. They had never heard such a tone from Clark Kent. He had always been so mild-mannered.
“Psst, Jimmy!” Ralph whispered. “Remind me never to hit on Lois again.”
Jimmy nodded solemnly. “Ditto, Ralph. Ditto.”

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