Clarence walks slowly towards the buildings, deducing these would be the most logical places to hide. He stayed in the shadows as best he could, peeking in a few windows. He followed the sidewalk, almost ready to give up and have the rest of the department do a search when a spark of electricity caught his eye. A smirk appeared on his face as he raised his pistol in a defensive position. He approached cautiously, trying to assess the situation. Either he was stumbling onto a burglary in progress or the hideout of the murderer. He opened the door slowly, sliding into cover as he listened. There was a group inside, consisting of about- That's when Clarence spotted him. The Dreaded Crow, unfortunately with his mask still on. Clarence couldn't let him escape, as he was in the top 5 most wanted. It sounded like they were talking about a.. stake-out? Unless it was simply part of another crime. Clarence recognized a few faces, but he could not place names with them. He had to act now, whether that was arresting them now or following them. Time seemed to slow as his mind reeled, considering his options. If he waited to act, The Dreaded Crow might slip through his fingers once more; however, he could stop them all in whatever they were planning. On the other hand, he could act now and guarantee an arrest.. Unless the others fought back for the freedom of their comrade. They didn't about 75% of the time, but would this be the time that they did? He readied Return to Sender in his left hand, before stepping out of the shadows, his gun raised. "Everybody freeze!" He knew he should have brought along the shotgun, the pistol not feeling adequate for this situation. But he had made his choice, and would face the benefits or the consequences. He wasn't concerned about the others, only Him. He kept the pistol aimed at the masked mans skull. Anyone that had to hide behind a mask was up to no good, that was a fact. He waited to see their response, waiting to see if he had made the correct choice.