The old tailless #29 [End]

No shortage of curious eyes gazing upon them when they stepped out of the museum train. A station employee in a dark blue uniform asked if everything was okay. He thought the way the lieutenant was carrying an old man in white hospital pajamas on his back implied a medical emergency of a sort. "Everything… Continue reading The old tailless #29 [End]

The old tailless #28

The student with glasses led Alyosha and the boss to the underground metro where they were handed off to another member of the third gang. There was no other passenger on the train they boarded even though a few were seen waiting at the platform. In fact, some of them were gawking at them like… Continue reading The old tailless #28

The old tailless #27

Silence reigned the hallway as the deafening sound of a second point-blank gunshot ceased ringing in one's ear. Well, not exactly silence because someone among the hospital staff had finally decided to do the sensible thing and hit the fire alarm. The alarm, the screams, and the fanatic footsteps to the nearest exit all became… Continue reading The old tailless #27

The old tailless #22

In the following week, the fruit of his physical rehabilitation began showing as the boss could move his shoulders and lift his arms above chest level. He was astonished by how much effort it took to accomplish something he had always taken for granted. Bit by bit, he was getting closer to being able to… Continue reading The old tailless #22

The old tailless #21

Inspector Ishikawa did not come on Sunday but his wife did. The English teacher dropped by around eight in the morning, at the same time she would normally show up to work.¬†She was running in the corridors, for which she was understandably scolded by a nurse who was so loud even the boss could hear… Continue reading The old tailless #21

The old tailless #20

The boss had been dreaming about the clan house in Nachikatsuura for the last good four days. And, through these fleeting memories, he caught a glimpse of the specter, the specter born from his past, the specter that had been chasing him for nearly fifty years. That girl, Sayaka, she was the specter. He ran… Continue reading The old tailless #20