Clark sat on his sofa with his head in his hands.
Things are bad.
One, he still hadn’t changed since the fire, which claimed the lives of one yet to be determined Printing Department worker, Chip Peterson,
I am sad to see Peterson die, although I have to admit to never liking him.
Two, he knew by the heartbeat that the person on the other side of that door was Lois.
He still loves her.
