Father and Son (950)

Kamaka smiled.  “Nothing to worry about, Mr. Lee.  You have a fine rest of your day.”

And with that he was gone.  I sat there sipping my beer, wondering what was going on behind that door.  Finishing my beer, I got another, then went over to the mystery novel collection.  I wanted to look at The House Without a Key.  I’d never read any Charlie Chan mysteries, nor had I seen any of the movies.

Right at that moment a man, a little younger than I, opened the front door.  I knew the officers were out front, so this didn’t really startle me.  He was dressed in hospital garb.

“Hi,” he said, greeting me, “you the one the cops are here to watch?”

We sat and I told him the story of how I happened to end up there.  To me it was all extremely bizarre.  To him it seemed run of the mill.  I didn’t mention that some people thought the mysterious disappearing man might be my father.

“Hey, don’t worry about those Yus.  You don’t have to sweat anything with my pop looking out for you,” he said.  “He’s the best on the force.  I’m David Chan,” he said, holding out his hand.  “The third.  Please call me Dave.  That helps us from getting confused.”

I didn’t want to bring up what his dad had mentioned about Kang Yu almost killing him.  Who knew if he knew his dad talked about it with strangers?  I also didn’t want to mention anything about his sister or his mom.

“So,” I said, “you came from work, I think your dad said.”

“Well,” he said, walking into the kitchen, “I’m actually just volunteering over at Saint Francis Hospital this summer.  I graduated from UH in Biology this semester.”  He returned with a beer.  “I’m headed for medical school at UCLA in the fall.  Let me tell you, Lanning,” he lifted his bottle to me, “it’s way better than being dead.”

Dave laughed.  Then stopped and looked at me.  I guess the expression on my face didn’t match whatever it was that he expected to see.

“Didn’t my dad tell you that I should be dead? I figured that was one of the first things he told everybody about me.  Police, right, they can’t get away from juicy stuff like that.”

“Ah, yeah, well, I think he may have mentioned that the Yus were after you at some point.”

“No shit, Sherlock, were they after me.  Ho man, Lanning, they had their number-one hitman after me.  If he hadn’t decided he didn’t want to do it, I wouldn’t be here right now.  Instead of killing me, he hid me.”

“Hid you?”

“Yeah.  One minute he was taking me to his car, I figure to dump me in the cane fields, and the next thing I know I wake up somewhere on this island in the middle of the ocean.  Turns out he drugged me, then paid one of his fisherman buddies to take me to an island up the Hawaiian chain.  Fortunately, they left me with enough food and water to last for a while.  I didn’t see anyone for almost a month.  I didn’t even know if I was anywhere near Hawai‘i.  All I knew was that I was in the middle of the ocean on this little atoll.  I kept fearing there’d be a tsunami or a monsoon or something, and that I’d get washed away.  Like I said, after almost a month, some other fishing boat came by close enough for me to flag them down.  Who knows, but I might actually have been dead.  My dad thought I was for sure.”

“Wow,” I said, thinking about Jerry and the TV show idea, “I bet he was thrilled.”

“Yeah, he was so thrilled he wouldn’t let me out of the house for another month.  It wasn’t until he found out for sure the Yus weren’t after me anymore that I got to step outside.  Like I said, if my dad says he’s going to protect you, I can guarantee you, from personal experience, that you are going to be super safe.”

This reassurance actually did help me.  I stood up and walked over to the window to check.  The two officers were still out there sitting on the low stonewall.

“Dave,” I said, “who’s in that room there.”

He looked at me, puzzled.  “What room where?”

I gestured toward the kitchen.  “That room just down the hall from the kitchen.”

“That’s my dad’s office.”

“Huh.  Well, there’s a nurse in there, and Doctor Kamaka from Queen’s Hospital just came by to check on something in there.”

“Really?”  Dave put down his beer.  “I don’t know.  Let me go see.”

I watched him walk down the hall and knock on the door.  It opened and the nurse stuck her head out.  They exchanged a few words and then Dave stepped inside the room.

Just then the Lieutenant pushed open the front door.  He picked up my two suitcases and carried them inside.

“Hey, Lanning, when you unpack, let me know if anything’s missing.  I can go back.”

“Thanks, David.  Say, your son is home.  He’s —”

Just then, Dave came out of the office and down the hall.

“Pop, hey, Pop, who is that in your office?”

Chan looked at his son, then at me.  “Dave, Lanning, why don’t you two come sit down in the living room.  I need to explain something.”

We sat side by side, both of us sipping our beers.

“Lanning, you know how we said your, I mean, that man had disappeared?”

I nodded.

“Well, the reason he disappeared is because we brought him here.”

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Aloha #WriterTuesday, I hope you are doing well wherever you may be. Today’s #WritingPrompt is

fathers and sons

Use it to inspire a piece of writing of any length and then post it as a comment below. I would love to read what you write : )

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