Patrick walked back and forth between the toilet entrances. How could the girls have gone out the wrong door? Surely they were old enough to figure it out and come back. They just got turned around. He looked around wildly, but the constant flow of people blocked any clear view of someone Kiri and Jenna’s height.
The businesswoman in the trench coat gave the two young fashionistas an explanation about the girls. They covered their mouths in horror. The women discussed the situation, and a few more women gathered listening intently.
If he’d spent more time learning Japanese and less time moving money overseas, he’d be better off at the moment. The women finished talking and everyone but the businesswoman scurried off.
In English, she said, “They’ll look for your daughters and you come wi
