“Lousy sons of bitches.”

But Kanno did not go home. They followed him to an apartment

building several blocks away and watched him go inside.

“What the hell’s he doing there?” said Kawashima.

“I don’t know. Maybe he’s got a girlfriend.”

“Want me to go check it out?”

“No, ” replied Hattori. “Takeo said to be discreet. Just write down

the address.”

“Great. He’s up there getting a piece of ass and we’re sitting

down here in the street like a couple of morons.”

“There’s a phone over there. Why don’t you go ahead and call in?

Tell them where we are.”

“Right”

Kawashima went to make the call. He was back in a few

minutes.

“Okay, someone’s going to show up to relieve us in about half an

hour.”

“Damn! Isn’t that Kanno?”

He was just leaving the building:

“Yeah, ” said Kawashima. “He’s changed clothes. Got his hair

tucked up under the hat.”

“Shit. Let’s go.”

“I’d better call back and tell them that we’re leaving.”

“There’s no time, ” said Hattori. “Come on.”

They followed him, at a distance, to the station and saw him

board a train heading across town. They got on one car behind him.

He got off at the Ginza station.

“This is getting interesting, ” said Hattori. “Wonder what he’s up

to in the Ginza?”

‘’Maybe he’ll go somewhere where we can get something to eat. “

Kanno did, in fact, enter a bar, but it was not a place that served

food. They had to satisfy themselves with drinks and cigarettes,