The sharp opening and banging of the door shut caused Clem to look up from his still life drawings with a trenchant look. When he noticed that it was his sister, fuming with an unexplained anger, he sighed. Something must have set her up; and if his thoughts were nearly correct, it must have something to do with Derek.

"Claire..Hey." He greeted her with a bored look, before casting his gaze down to his drawings, putting some finishing touches on his artwork. He had always loved to ...