Eddie hadn’t yet gotten the chance to see Lex for what he truly was and until something large and overbearing was shoved in his face, he wouldn’t say a single bad thing about his boss. Eddie and Lex’s agreement had breathed its first cloud of life two days after he had pulled himself up off the ground, taken a good hard look around, and discovered that he wasn’t in New York City. Lex had offered him a job as a photographer, and that was initially all that he had been expecting to get. After Luthor witnessed what he could do, what he was capable of, he had given him something else, and that position included more money than he would have gotten if he were a normal guy taken from the streets.
He could look at Lex and not see a monster staring back at him. He didn’t know what the other man did behind the scenes. He didn’t know much about his desire to control with a streak of cruelty that would rip apart anybody who got in his way. Eddie only knew what Lex had told him and if that meant that he was gullible, then he would have to be that way until he opened his eyes wider. Or until somebody forced him to see.
The black Lexus was parked at the curb. It was a short walk from the alley and when they got there Eddie reached out to open the passenger side door, stood back and gave her an undertone of a smile, barely there but able to be made out.