So Genba did, and then Saburo came, hovering between disbelief and shock. And Genba told the story again as they walked back, Kobe in the middle and Genba and Saburo on either side. Three of Kobe’s police officers followed behind. By the time they reached the Sugawara compound, Kobe knew all about Kanemoto, Phoenix, the secret house near the Rokujo Palace, and their somewhat tenuous connection to the trial of the blind shampoo girl. He made his officers wait on the veranda of the main house and went in to see Akitada.
Tora rose when they entered. The room was dim again. A sharp smell of herbs and a faint whiff of blood hung in the air. Kobe nodded to Tora and bent to look at Akitada.
Tora said, “He’s not moved, sir, but he’s still breathing.”
Kobe nodded. “The doctor has given up hope?”
Tora looked away. “What do doctors know?”
Saburo went to kneel beside the bedding and touched his master’s hand. “He feels cold,” he said. “It might be from losing so much blood.”
Nobody said it, but they all thought, “Or because he’s dying.”
Tora bethought himself and brought a cushion for Kobe. The superintendent shook his head. “No,” he said. “I have delayed too long. This wouldn’t have happened if I had trusted him and taken action. Now there is nothing I can do for him except finish his work. Send for me if there is … any change.”
And with this he nodded and left.
Saburo wiped his face and looked up at Tora. “Does that mean I’m free to stay?”
“I don’t know. I think so.” Tora sat back down.
Saburo bowed his head. “I have done this,” he said. “I have brought nothing but evil fortune to all of you. And now I’ve killed him, too.”
Tora said fiercely, “Shut up! He won’t die.”
Genba sighed. “I suppose I’d better see what needs to be done. What do you think Kobe is up to?”
Tora eyed him bitterly. “He’ll find Kanemoto and Phoenix and arrest them. Then he’ll stop the trial. After that he’ll get the bastard who knifed the master. It will all get done, but I’d give anything if it had gotten done without this.”
Genba left, and Tora and Saburo sat together, watching anxiously for Akitada’s every breath.
29
Superintendent Kobe left the Sugawara house with a heavy heart but a quick step. His men could barely keep up with him. As he walked, he issued orders and as soon as they reached police headquarters, they gathered constables who dashed off in different directions. Kobe himself went to the jail to talk to Sachi.
He found her sitting dejectedly on her pallet, but she raised her head when she heard the lock. In the manner of the blind, she did not look at him directly but cocked her head to hear better.
“Sachi?” he said. “I’m Superintendent Kobe. I have some more questions to ask you.”
She got on her knees and bowed. “Thank you, sir,” she said, “but I’m to go to my trial this morning. Surely it’s too late for questions. Forgive me, but I’d hoped to spend the little time I have left with my thoughts and prayers.”
He felt a pang of pity, and somehow this confirmed him in his decision. “I’m here because I hope to help you. You have friends, you know, and your friends have been working very hard to prove that someone else killed Nakamura. Even at this late hour, we may be able to set you free.”
She sat up a little at his words. “Oh, I remember. Two men came to see me here. Are they the ones? They said they were going to help, but they didn’t come back, and I thought they’d given up.”
He explained how Saburo and Tora, and finally even Akitada had become involved in her case, and she grew thoughtful.
“It was very good of them,” she said. “But why would they care about me? I don’t understand any of this.”
Kobe could see that what Akitada and his men had done passed understanding for most people who acted either out of self-interest or obligation. He started again, and this time Sachi began to look hopeful.
“Oh,” she said. “They did all that for me? They must be saints.”
Kobe did not tell her that Akitada would most likely pay with his life for her freedom. Instead he asked his questions.
“I was told you left the room at the Daikoku-yu because Nakamura made sexual advances. What did he do that upset you?” He had been troubled by this because, like most people, he assumed that shampoo girls who worked in bathhouses were accustomed to earning extra money by performing sexual services.
Sachi blushed and covered her face. “He asked me to use my mouth … to do a dirty thing. I said that I didn’t do such things. Then he touched me.” She gestured to her breasts and groin. “I … I didn’t want to make a scene and I made an excuse to get some lotion. I told Jinzaemon, but he made me go back and finish my job.”
“Did you make an exception with Nakamura or would you have refused sexual services to anyone?”
“To anyone, sir. I made it clear to Jinzaemon that I would not do such things. He didn’t like it. I think I was about to lose my job.”
“I see. Now to a more important question. Do you know who might have killed Nakamura while you went to get the lotion?”
“No, sir.”
“Did you hear or notice anyone near the room when you left it or when you returned?”
This time she did not answer right away. She sat very still, then said, “It’s a long time ago now, but I think there were two people there. One was outside the room when I came out. I heard a footstep walking away. It sounded heavy, and so perhaps it was a man. The other I passed in the corridor when I came back. I smelled her.”
“A woman?” asked Kobe quickly.
She nodded. “I’ve thought about this ever since Shokichi’s friends came to talk to me. They asked the same questions. I smelled a scent. It was a woman’s scent. I think it was a special incense. Sandalwood and something else, maybe fragrant olive. It was quite strong. But there was another odor.”
“What other odor?”
She blushed again. “I smelled blood. I didn’t realize it was Nakamura’s until much later.”
Kobe stared at her, then understood. “You think she had just killed Nakamura?”
Sachi nodded. “Perhaps. I smelled blood, but it was very faint on her.”
“Is there anything else you recall about this woman?”
She thought. “She walked fast, and she wore silk. I heard it rustle as she passed me. The man earlier had not worn silk. He didn’t make that sort of sound.”
“Good! That will be helpful. Now, do not worry. If I cannot stop the trial, I’ll be there and make sure the judge hears this new information.”
Sachi bowed again, very deeply. When she straightened up, her face was wet with tears, but she smiled.
Her beauty took Kobe’s breath away
*
When Kobe got back to his office, Lieutenant Harada was waiting.
“The house was empty, sir,” he announced.
Kobe nodded. “It was to be expected. You searched the place?”
“Yes, sir. The house was filled of women’s things, gowns, mirrors, make-up boxes, trunks. I’ve never seen so many clothes. Phoenix must have owned at least four trunks full of clothes for every season. And all of them were the best silks and brocades. Who could imagine a whore would have all that?” The man rolled his eyes.
“No need to be impressed, Harada,” Kobe said. “She’s a ranking courtesan, and her clothing was probably on loan from the house she worked for.”
Harada shook his head. “What’s the world coming to? Kanemoto dared buy a house for such a woman next to the Rokujo Palace?”
Kobe sighed. “Thanks to lax policing, the man is quite wealthy. As are a number of other unsavory characters involved in this. This is connected with the case of the blind shampoo girl and the murder of the moneylender. Go on with your report.”
“There was nothing else of interest in the house, though it looked as if they’d left suddenly. There was stuff strewn about everywhere. But we didn’t find anything incriminating until we got outside. There must have been a fight near the back gate to an alley. We found the dirt all scuffed up. And out in the alley we found blood. We followed a trail of blood, and there was one place where a lot of blood had soaked into the ground. I think that’s where Lord Sugawara must have fallen.”