Chapter 8Sugamo looked at the GPS on the dashboard and squinted at the small blue address signs bolted on the outside walls of the buildings. The streets near the train station spoked out in all directions.
“I thought you said Mitaka?” Sugamo said.
“Mitaka Station,” Hiroshi said. “But it’s not Mitaka City. Maybe it’s Musashino City?”
Sugamo said, “And I thought this was a rich area?”
“This is the part that’s not rich yet,” Takamatsu said.
Sugamo pulled over next to the fence running along the sidewalk. “It’s got to be this building, but the numbers run around the other side.”
“We’ll find it easier on foot,” Hiroshi said. He got out and started checking the addresses against his cellphone map.
Takamatsu got out and straightened his jacket, leaving his trench coat in the car. “What’s
