Chapter 17On the wide steps outside the archives, Jamie slumped under the weight of the bags. “Would you mind if we sat down for a few?”
“What about the bench over there under the cherry trees? We can get a taxi at the corner if Ueno can’t drive back to get us.”
Jamie and Hiroshi walked over and set the four bags of her father’s work on the bench. Jamie flopped down. Hiroshi stepped away to call Akiko to get ready, they’d be there right away with Mattson’s work. What had gotten Mattson killed was in there somewhere and he wanted to lay it all out so he could find the connections between the materials and the murder. He called Ueno. He didn’t answer, so Hiroshi tried again, staring absently at the gnarled bark of a cherry tree.
Just as Ueno answered, Hiroshi heard Jamie scream and the ro
