Chapter Thirteen

Tokyo

Neil had never been to Tokyo. He stepped out of the airport shuttle train onto the streets of Japan’s capital city and stood still in shocked silence. It was a mind-blowing experience. Skyscrapers rose up and filled every available nook and cranny of street and sky. Despite the glare of the sun, neon lights twirled and blinked, sending rainbows of electric light everywhere.

Space that wasn’t filled with concrete or glass was filled up with cars, bikes, and a seemingly endless moving crowd of people. Neil had been in big cities before many times, but he’d never seen so much city crammed into such a small place. It was like a normal sized city had been compressed into one block, squeezing everything together and up . . . except Tokyo went on like that for blocks and blocks and blocks.

Nakamura finally brought him back to reality with a nudge on the shoulder. “I think we should find our hotel.”

Neil nodded dumbly and leaned down to grab his luggage. He couldn’t take his eyes off this strange new place.