Tokyo

Promptly at six, Logan's phone rang. A visitor was waiting for him in the lobby.

The two men walked out of the elevator and stopped. The lobby was dotted with men, alone and in small groups, with a few women standing at the elbows of their presumed spouses. Logan and Bill looked around, trying to identify their host.

"Well, I guess he didn't bring any models."

Bill's tone was mournful.

"No bevy of beauties? Too bad."