The next morning on the drive over to Kailua, Chan told his partner what had transpired the night before in … More
Author: Lanning Lee
Getting To Know You
We held a first party yesterday, those of us who could finally attend.After all this time being apart so much, … More
The House of Missing Keys, Part 11
“Lieutenant Chan, good evening,” said the huge shadow. Chan recognized the voice immediately. The bartender of the Holo Holo Bar … More
Episode #1 of my 3rd Lt. David Chan Hawai’i-based mystery now available.
I’m happy to say that Episode #1 of my third Lt. David Chan Hawai’i-based crime story is now available on … More
As Borrowed as Time
It’s as grim as it gets right now tonight when all you want to do is buy beer kick back … More
The 2nd of my Lt. David Chan Hawai’i-based crime stories is available
I’m happy to say that the second in the series of my Lt. David Chan Hawai’i-based crime stories is now … More
Sojourn
More seen, more said, more heard, more thought, their bags packed ever heavier by travel as they go, the making … More
The House of Missing Keys, Part 10
David Chan sat at the dining room table cleaning his service revolver. He always cleaned his personal one first, although … More
The Secret Keeper
Fortunate the mother who lives the unflawed life of lore, perfect, a smooth vase, snow white, the finest ashes left, … More
Save As and All That Jazz
This morning I’m frustrated. Again. It’s a dating problem. Story of my life. Ignoring, forgetting, misremembering, a typo. Each day I save … More
The House of Missing Keys, Part 9.
Before they knocked on Glenn Makia’s door, Chan and Yamamoto walked out on the pier. The boat was a double-masted … More
We’ll Meet Again (for AT)
It’s April, the cruel one, and still heavy jacket chilly.Madison in April sometimes feel like mid-winter.I recall those odd days … More
Life’s Run
Milton stumbles shakily around Mānoa Valley amid traffic. Petrarch perambulates Punchbowl Cemetery perusing stark headstones of veterans. Shakespeare window-shops for … More
The Way We Walk
Once, walking through the forest where the Bayan Tree Plaza stands today,I stepped on a branch with a thorn so … More
The House of Missing Keys, Part 8
When Chan arrived at the station, Yamamoto was already at his desk. “Anything?” asked Chan. “Yeah. Wow. You don’t look like you … More
The Palm-Reading Time
I see me catch the glass bowl admire my juggling as I stoop down I go in slow motion watch … More
The House of Missing Keys, Part 7
From the outside, Tia’s Place on Kapahulu appeared to be another simple and unassuming restaurant and bar along Kapahulu Avenue. … More
Maybe You Can’t Fix What I Have
Broken when the US mail chokes how my letters take so much time is it there yet read it immediately … More
The House of Missing Keys, Part 6
David Chan sat at his desk trying hard to read and not think about the keys. So if this athletic … More
Love’s Countdown
In the beginning there was inertia,and inertia led, as you might expect,to nothing, so what had beensomethingness became nothingness: Take-out … More