It’s Late

Back in the day, when he figured he’d never be one of the victims, he’d duck into Safeway, 7-Eleven, or … More

Driving into Darkness

They drove all day. As the moon rose, under its glow, they could make out nothing but flat, empty land … More

Unusual Business

They weren’t friends. Let’s call them acquaintances. Maybe. They’d done business together for several years, now, and today’s meeting had … More

Figuring

“I will travel more as I’m able to do so,” Lehua said to herself. It was like a mantra some … More

When You’re Right

It began one Saturday morning when his mother had been drinking coffee and reading the paper at the breakfast table. … More

Tomorrow

The two took a table, their old table, in the Coffee Stop.  It was one establishment that had survived the worst … More

Buyer Beware

I’ve sold everything from houses in Kāhala to potato peelers and vacuum cleaners.  You saw Lucille Ball as a saleswoman tossing … More

The Long Grass

I touch him carefully and wait. Nothing happens. I lay my hand on him, stroke him. This perks him up … More

Chapter One, “Chan and Lee, Holmes and Watson,” of my fourth Lt. David Chan mystery, The Housing Market Murders, is now available on the Kindle Vella Platform.

Heavy Sleeper

“I’ve had to talk to you about this too many times, David,” she said. “I’m sorry, but you’re fired.” Mrs. … More

Hit

This time he wrote the song about the break-up of his first marriage. The funny thing is, that was the … More