Heisei Riders Novels & Stories

What I minded was the way the others were watching her. Riker’s smirk had returned sometime this morning, lurking around the edges of the lot like a snake waiting for its chance to strike. He hadn’t said anything since last night, but I could feel his curiosity boiling under that grin. And he wasn’t the only one. A woman who shows up with me, no explanation, no patch, no ring—she’s going to draw questions. Some curious. Some dangerous. I crushed out the cigarette and pushed off the bike. Enough standing around.

The girl’s name was Yuri Kirisawa, now Phantom XIII of the Hati elites. In Shinjuku, located in the Tokyo district of Japan, was the headquarters of Hati. The headquarters looked like any normal place of work – looking almost like an ordinary office building. But the members of Hati, as well as the top government officials of Japan who knew about Hati’s existence knew better; things are not always as they seemed.