Clarice arrived at her little house in the country, she had been on the run for 3 days, she had left the clues she thought would get Lecter's attention, now she could only wait and make her self comfortable. She would have to drive to Florence sometime soon, giving him the last lead, and to stock up her refrigerator, there was nothing there except from the things she had bought while on her way.

When she arrived at her new home, she for the first time in days relaxed, oh it had been fun to see how fare she could go, have much she could push her self. And now she was here, she had driven though two countries, and was at her new home for however long it would be. The trunk of her car had her few belongings, the rest of her stuff from her apartment in Paris she had sent to the states, so that it couldn't led them to her new home.

Clarice wondered how Ardi would look when all the boxes came to her, with a note saying good-bye. She would have like to know, but it was behind her. And her future was ahead of her.

The facade of the house, was old, the house could use painting. The house had two floors, and a Terrace. The house was in a bad condition, but Clarice had bought for the kitchen, the bathroom, the wine cellar and the open fireplace. The rest of the house could be fixed up, and it would look like a mansion. Clarice could image her self-growing old there, but the thought of Dr. Lecter being had not crossed her mind. Clarice got of the car and walked into the house, taking a look around.

A few hours later she was settle in, and Clarice took a long bath, while wondering what her next move should be. Next on her agenda list was food, she had barely eaten for the past days. Clarice was glad that she had stopped at grosser and bought enough to fill her fridge and pantry. She had preordered pots and pans. But the house was still short on necessities; she would have to buy what she needed in Florence when she would go into town.

Clarice went into the kitchen wanting to make an omelet, but was too fatigued to think about it, instead she took a bottle of wine and a glass and went out in the garden where she sat and relaxed in the afternoon sun, that was slowly diapering behind the mountains in the background.

Clarice could feel, the affects of the alcohol, she should have eaten first. "Great Clarice now you tell your self to eat. Clarice began to feel dizzy and the alcohol clouded her mind, she left the bottle and glass in the garden and step by step found her way to the closet bed where she could lie down and sleep all the tiredness away.