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Clive lifted himself from under the crowd. He stood up slowly as felt his like Kilo weights. Pushing his way through the crowd, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a number of medals on his chest pointing his gun in the air. The man started questioning the crowd "What is this about?" All the people point to Clive who getting his cap. "I see...but this doesn't give excuse to attack him," he shouted. "He has done his time so leave him alone" as he blurted it out the crowd start walking away. Clive went up and thanked his saviour. He was shocked to see that the man was prepared to shake his hand and with a grin on his face. "Sorry I did come in time but I sorting out stuff with my boys" as he shook Clive's hand. "If you wondering what happening I taking to where you are going live," pointing towards his Rolls-Royce. Clive hopped into the car while the man smirked.

Surprise

The ride was something new to Clive. He had been in cars before but being super charged Rolls barrelling down a London high street was not very fun for even him. He asked the man some questions to see what will happen "What is your name and what's your age?" said Clive as the car gained even more speed. "The names Tom Mason and I'm 54 if that answers your question" came back the reply. Tom went on "Got all these medals in 2nd global war I don't normally wear my medals but I only just came from grandson first birthday" he said as turned the car past a tight corner. "It was fun my sons were there and so were my friends but I come back from party and pick up you" he said as he eyed him through the mirror. Clive didn't say a word in till the car stopped. Tom led him into an apartment, which although old still looked all right. Inside the apartment there was tall stair well and elevator and office with old man inside. The man made Tom sign a book and led Clive up the stairs. As he walked up the stairs, a faint violin was heard as he asked Tom said, "He's Ivan Demchevo the Violin player who fled from the USSR" as he carried walking. Eventually they reached the top floor. Oddly, Clive thought the doors all had symbols. They had stopped at a room with Teacup symbol. Tom whispered something through a letterbox, the door opened, and standing in the door was Herschel Layton.