Chapter 2Brian stood surrounded by calm packs of Japanese schoolboys, ubiquitous businessmen, and grandmothers with purple hair. At the far end of the train car, with his back to Brian, was the college-aged kid he’d followed into the restroom of a Ginza District department store. Yuji, a year younger than Brian, was studying music—or at least that’s what Brian thought. There’d been a language barrier, and the security guard who ordered them from the bathroom stall put a damper on their getting to know each other on a more…intimate…level.
But now as the train swayed and clacked its way toward the next station, Brian stared at Yuji—his dark hair, the olive-colored skin, the muscular arms on that boyish frame. He waited for one glance, one sign that Yuji realized he’d caught the train as wel
