They sat in the Layton mobile, hurrying down the quite back street.
"Where, exactly, are we going?" Luke asked, holding onto his hat as they flew down the street.
"Remember my friend Andrew Schrader?"
Luke needed no further information.
"He's a London scholar, isn't he?"
"Exactly. When it turned out his name was the answer to that riddle, I knew something was wrong!"
"And we're going to see if he's ok?" The Professor didn't say anything. They drove in silence for 10 minutes.
"Here we are." The Professor parked the Layton Mobile. Andrew Schrader lived in a top floor apartment on the other side of London. They ran upsides, nearly knocking over an old lady on her way to get a paper.
"Sorry!" Luke called over his shoulder. She blinked, and scurried off.
When they reached the top, the Professor didn't even bother to knock. He burst into the flat. ((Those who have played Diabolical Box with know what it looks like)). They ran inside, The Professor smacking into Andrew Schrader.
"Oh, Layton, what a pleasant surprise! I was just popping out myself…" The Professor grabbed his shoulders and shook him.
"Has anything, out of ordinary happened recently?" The Professor asked.
"No…why do you ask my boy?" The Professor sighed with relief and relaxed a little. Luke has never seen him so uptight. Andrew noticed him standing at the door.
"Come in Luke!" He smiled sweetly, "My, you've grown!" Luke smiled shyly. It wasn't like him. He felt the sudden, how do you put this? He felt the sudden urge to go and hide, like something bad was coming. The Professor was dotting about the room, looking at things. Andrew watched him, making no protest.
"Did you know I've been studying the Silver Trumpet, Layton?" The Professor stopped, and spun round.
"Really?" He frowned, "Can I see what you done?"
"Well, that's it. I am going to a lecture. I'll only be an hour. Stay here and I will show you when you come back." The Professor slumped into a chair.
"I'll-I'll make some tea." He dashed into the kitchen. When he came back, Andrew was not where to be seen.
"Professor?" Luke said, giving him the tea, "Do you think the puzzle led us to Mr Schrader for a reason?"
"I don't know Luke," He admitted, "It may be a coincidence, I just don't know." They heard a scream coming from the landing. The stared at each other and ran out, the tea flying everywhere. It was nothing to be worried about. Just a little girl in the landing that had saw a spider. She was running after it, trying to kill it.
"Don't hurt it!" Luke cried, running to rescue the poor animal. She stuck her tongue out, and skipped off. Luke opened the window in the landing, and let the spider crawl out his hands and onto the wall.
They returned back to the flat. The Professor was quite content, sitting drinking his tea, waiting for Andrew to come back. As they sat, Luke noticed something out the corner of his eye. It was an envelope addressed to the Professor. He went and picked it up.
"What's that mah boi?" The Professor asked.
"It's an envelope addressed to you!"
"Let's see it." The Professor took it from Luke, inspecting it carefully. He opened it.
"It's a riddle." He declared.
"Let's hear it then!" Luke demanded.
"My first is in Care, but never in Hate.
"My second is in Lie, but never in truth.
"My third is in Interesting, but never in Bored.
"My fourth is in Vengeance, but never in Rue.
"My last is in Help, but ALSO in save. Who am I?"
"Wow." Luke breathed deeply. "That's hard." The Professor looked over it for a few seconds, and then something clicked in his mind.
"Luke, I think I have got it. Write a quick note to Andrew, apologising for not being here when he gets back."
"Why Professor?"
"We're going to see Clive."