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After several hours of asking, & several hours of getting nowhere, Luke & Alex decided to go to the hotel & rest. The lady at the front desk in the lobby gave them a key & told them the room number.
Clark was up there reading newspaper.(Did he have anything better to do?) "Your mom went to the grocery store," he automatically said when he heard the door open. "So, how did it go?" he asked. "Terrible, thanks for asking," Luke replied. Looking up from his newspaper, Clark said,"Oh, I see you made a friend. What's your name, Miss?" He extended a hand towards Alex. "Alex. G'day, Mr. Triton," she said, shaking his hand.
Just then, Luke saw familiar face then newspaper his dad was holding. "Dad, can I see that?" he asked. He took the paper and found at the title: Professor Layton Gone!(See page 4 for details)
Luke flipped to page 4 and began to read, Alex reading over his shoulder.
Prof. Layton, an eminent archaeologist, brilliant puzzle-solver, archaeology professor, and true gentleman, is still missing. Though his skills make him seeing him seem unstoppable, it looks like someone has finally bested him: The police are led to believe that he has been kidnapped!
"Well I didn't exactly sure how someone could've outsmarted him. Maybe they put something in his tea that wasn't milk, maybe, we don't know. We'll find out though!" says Inspector Chelmey of Scotland Yard. There was more, but Luke didn't want to read it.
And paper back to his father, his eyes trained on the ground. Alex put a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry, Luke. We'll find him soon," she assured him. Luke looked back up. "Alex, you say here and rest. I'm going back out there." The pain in Luke's legs from walking around all day was gone. It's may have still been there, but he didn't feel it. And even if he did, it wouldn't matter. All that mattered was him finding the professor unharmed.
Alex shook her head. "You're not going out there." Luke opened his mouth to protest, but before he could, Alex said,"Not without me, you're not. And don't get me started with all that lady stuff. I already told you I'm not a lady."
Luke nodded and smiled. "All right. Fine. But you're the kindest non-lady I've ever met, just so you know."Alex laughed. "Let's go. A pleasure meeting you, Mr. Triton."
As the two continued on the search, Luke heard a familiar voice. A voice he thought he had heard the last of long ago. A voice that made him want to run as far as possible just to get away from it. A voice that screamed,"FLUKE! IT IS YOU!"
A girl ran up to Luke and threw her arms around him. "Um... Who are you?" asked Alex. Belle eyed Alex suspiciously. "I'm his girlfriend. Who are you?" Luke turned red from both embarrassment and rage. "You are NOT my girlfriend!" he yelled. "Look, my friend is missing, and I need to find him. Have you seen anything that could help us?" Belle thought for a moment. "Well, there's something I've noticed that was a bit off, but I'll only tell you for certain payment."
"Anything," said Luke, finally seeing a ray of light on a dark, dark day. Belle pointed at her cheek. "A kiss."
"Anything but that." Belle shrugged. "Okay then. Suit yourself." She turned around and began to leave. Drat! "Wait! Belle!" Belle turned back, her eyes sparkling. Luke hesitated. Belle edged closer and closer to him. "I'm waaaating." Luke twitched, shut his eyes, and kissed Belle on the cheek. Alex had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing.
"All right! There! What is it that you know?"Luke asked, blushing and rubbing his mouth. Belle couldn't have looked happier. "Well, I've been following you and-"
"YOU WHAT?!"
"Oh, let me finish! That man over there has been tailing you!"
