Hiroshi had gone back and forth from his office to interrogating Tim most of the afternoon. Tim didn’t give up much, but each time, something flaked off, like chipping a block of ice. Takamatsu had given up and went to fill in paperwork.
Ishii called Hiroshi and Takamatsu and told them to wait at the back door of the station. Taiga was out of his coma. Ishii was the only one with energy left, and that was a help in itself. He wondered if interrogating anyone else would help. Tokyo was too big to search for two girls.
Waiting for Ishii to pull the car around, Takamatsu lit a cigarette. “At least we’ve got everyone we need to interview in the same place now—the hospital.”
Traffic was heavy but it wasn’t a long drive. In the car, Takamatsu opened the window and blew his smoke outside. “I d
