Back Ronin
Chapters (152)
  1. Epigraph
  2. Prologue
  3. I. Sunday
  4. Sunday
  5. 1
  6. 2
  7. 3
  8. II. Monday
  9. Monday
  10. 4
  11. 5
  12. 6
  13. 7
  14. 8
  15. 9
  16. 10
  17. 11
  18. 12
  19. 13
  20. 14
  21. 15
  22. 16
  23. 17
  24. 18
  25. 19
  26. 20
  27. 21
  28. 22
  29. 23
  30. 24
  31. 25
  32. 26
  33. 27
  34. 28
  35. 29
  36. 30
  37. 31
  38. 32
  39. 33
  40. 34
  41. 35
  42. 36
  43. 37
  44. 38
  45. 39
  46. 40
  47. 41
  48. 42
  49. III. Tuesday
  50. Tuesday
  51. 43
  52. 44
  53. 45
  54. 46
  55. 47
  56. 48
  57. 49
  58. 50
  59. 51
  60. 52
  61. 53
  62. 54
  63. 55
  64. 56
  65. 57
  66. 58
  67. 59
  68. 60
  69. 61
  70. IV. Wednesday
  71. Wednesday
  72. 62
  73. 63
  74. 64
  75. 65
  76. 66
  77. V. Saturday
  78. Saturday
  79. 67
  80. 68
  81. 69
  82. 70
  83. 71
  84. 72
  85. 73
  86. 74
  87. 75
  88. 76
  89. 77
  90. 78
  91. 79
  92. 80
  93. 81
  94. 82
  95. VI. Sunday
  96. Sunday
  97. 83
  98. 84
  99. 85
  100. 86
  101. 87
  102. 88
  103. 89
  104. 90
  105. VII. Monday
  106. Monday
  107. 91
  108. 92
  109. 93
  110. 94
  111. 95
  112. 96
  113. 97
  114. 98
  115. 99
  116. 100
  117. 101
  118. 102
  119. 103
  120. 104
  121. 105
  122. 106
  123. 107
  124. 108
  125. 109
  126. 110
  127. 111
  128. 112
  129. 113
  130. VIII. Tuesday
  131. Tuesday
  132. 114
  133. 115
  134. 116
  135. 117
  136. 118
  137. 119
  138. 120
  139. 121
  140. 122
  141. 123
  142. 124
  143. 125
  144. Epilogue
  145. Two Weeks Later
  146. Afterword
  147. Get Exclusive John Milton Material
  148. Also By Mark Dawson
  149. In the John Milton Series
  150. In the Beatrix Rose Series
  151. In the Isabella Rose Series
  152. About Mark Dawson

Milton looked at the map: her suggestions were six and seven stops away, respectively. The train pulled out again and he watched the stations that they passed through, looking for one that was suitable for what he had in mind. Nihombashi, Otemachi and Takebashi were too busy. Kudanshita was quieter, but Milton saw a uniformed police officer idling next to the exit. He was beginning to get twitchy as they passed through Iidabashi; the carriage was emptying, and he didn’t want the two goons to be spooked by the lack of other passengers whom they could hide behind. Milton gave thought to the option of tackling them on the train between stations, but then they rolled into Waseda and he saw that it was perfect.

“Now,” he said, getting up. “Act normal.”

He took Sakura’s hand and led her down onto the platform. There were glass gates that protected the edge of it and, as they passed through them, Milton glanced left and saw that both tails had disembarked with them. He turned to the exit and started walking, Sakura alongside him. The station was immaculately clean, just like all the others that they had transited through, with the harsh strip lights overhead reflecting off the polished stone floor. It was also empty.

“We’re going to take this exit,” Milton said as they approached the opening to a passage that was marked with an exit sign. “I want you to keep walking. Go up to the surface and see if you can find a taxi for us.”

“What about you?”

“I’ll be right behind you.”

Milton gripped her hand as they turned off the platform, and then released it and gave her a gentle nudge in the back to encourage her onward. There were stairs leading upwards at the end of the passage, and she reached the bottom step and began to climb. A second passage opened into this one, just before the stairs, and Milton ducked into it and waited, out of sight of anyone approaching from the platform. He had seen CCTV cameras on the platform, but did not see any here; he might have been fortunate. He waited, hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, and then one man saying something in Japanese and another answering.