Clive walked out of Scotland Yard. He just was released out of jail and he had one thing on his mind. He must thank everyone who helped him from his madness. Clive brisk walked down the icy side walk, heading for

the one and only Hershel Layton's. He was sure he would find a place to sleep there. he knew the Professor wouldn't turn him down. Clive walked down the street, ashamed. People glared at him, someone even said, "Look, it's London's destroyer, how's your day going jerk?" the man threw a tomato at Clive, other city folk joined in. Clive ran down an ally to hide,

'I wonder if Professor, Luke, and Flora hate me...I know Flora hates me for sure!' he thought to himself.

Later Clive made his way to a bunch of flats; the flats were navy blue and cheerful. He ran up the stairs, until he came to a flat with dead plants everywhere on the porch, "This has to be his place." he said aloud.
Clive's heart beat very fast as he lightly knocked on the door. 'What if they do hate me?' Clive took a deep breath. He stood there for a few minutes. He gave up he was sure that they weren't home. Right when he was about to leave the door opened. "Hello?" It was a voice Clive recognized.

"Hello Professor it's me Clive."

Professor just stared at the young man for a second, he then opened the door wider, "Please come in Clive,"
once seated on a sofa, Professor asked, "How are you Clive?'' Layton asked with bright eyes.
"Oh I'm quite well thank you, I'm out of-" Clive was interrupted by a scream of horror.

"WHAT'S HE DOING HERE!" screamed Flora Reinhold. "Get him out of here! No Wait I'm going to give him a piece of my mind!" Flora ran over to Clive only to be interrupted by another voice.

"What is Clive doing here?" It was Luke who had eyes big as golf balls. Luke was much calmer than Flora, but still as surprised.

"Now you two, be polite, he was just wondering if he could stay for a night." Professor said as he sipped his tea. "you mean...HERE!" Flora shouted. "No way Professor, he still owes me an apology!" Flora said as she crossed her arms stubbornly.

Clive gave her a charming smile, "I'm sorry for kidnapping you, Flora." Clive said with his sexy accent.

Flora melted looking into his charming eyes, "You're forgiven," Flora said with a smile.

"You are welcome to stay here until you get back onto your feet." The professor said.

"Thank you professor, but..."Clive started.

"But you don't want to because you think it would be ungentlemanly like to ask for things you don't deserve!" Luke finished for Clive.

"Actually I was hoping I could just stay for the time being. I think I can still sleep at the clock shop," Clive corrected. "I-I also wanted to thank you for talking me down from the edge of insanity again.'' Clive smiled at the Professor, and then frowned.
"What's the matter Clive?" asked the Professor.

Clive sighed,"Oh nothing it's just...I wish I could thank the brave young woman who saved me. What was her name...Clara, Candy...?''

"Her name is Claire, Claire Foley, "The professor laughed. "and if you wish I could take you to her grave."

Clive looked at the old father clock in the living room, Clive then thought of the clock shop on Midland Road" I have a better idea," Clive arose to his feet and slid on his coat and motioned to the door knob," I'll be back shortly, thank you Professor." And he left.