Chapter 45When Akiko got to the office the next morning, Hiroshi was asleep on the futon chair with Jamie’s scroll unspooled across his chest, one side rolled open all the way to the wall. Sighing in exasperation, Akiko started rolling up the scroll and Hiroshi spluttered awake.
“You were reading all night?” she asked.
“I dozed off at some point.” He sat up wincing and groaning, his body stiffer and sorer than he ever remembered it being. He wondered if he’d ever be in so much physical pain working at Interpol.
“Did you find Jamie?”
“Hospital. With Shibata. MRI was fine. There’s a lot of money in the bag. USB is in there too. We have work to do,” Hiroshi said.
“I’m not sure those are all connected.” Akiko opened the wood box and cringed at the broken pieces of the bowl inside.
“Can t
