Volume to Zero

We don’t have to play this station anymorethe one with the sick twisted DJ of broken recordsthe shiny vinyl player … More

Those Binding Ties (A David Chan mystery, Part Four)

David Chan asked the officer to let Nina Goo into the parking lot. “David, David,” she said, “what’s happened?” Chan … More

Here’s a peace of Hawai‘ithat’s in a part of Honoluluwhere I breathe hanging bymy knees so Pauoa Valley’s a mountainand … More

The three wove their way steadily through the beautifully maintained battleground. “Another one here,” said the other officer. Chan was … More

Now I know for sure I was not alone thenin this, that you were there, all there,a fair participant in … More

Victor Yamamoto had never spent much time thinking about heaven or about heading over there. Raised Methodist, and still going through … More

After that fallI thought going to the beachby myselfwas a great way to escapefrom everything. Almost, except, you know, it’s … More

Sergeant Victor Yamamoto immediately recognized the three short pops as gunfire. He took a quick look in the direction of the … More

I finished typing the story and took the original to HPD. Chan was out, but Detective Stillman said he’d give him … More

Yamamoto took one look at Chan and knew something bad had gone down. “David, you okay?” Chan shook his head. He told … More

Even if he didn’t do it wholeheartedly, Chan knew he had to get Stenton to a hospital ASAP. “Sir, put … More

The man laughed crazily. “Stenton, tell the policeman what it is.” He jabbed him in the head with the gun. Half choking, … More

Chan holstered his revolver and stood up slowly. Both men watched as he came around the side of the sofa and … More

“My mom didn’t notice what was going on until the new neighbors started putting up a fence one day on … More

Raising his head, Chan called out, “Police. Drop the gun.” Startled, both men looked in Chan’s direction. Chan, his revolver out of … More

Chan hunched in the vestibule. The shouting came from the right. Peering around the corner, he saw that this great hall … More

Chan parked in the long driveway of Stenton’s Lurline Drive mansion, behind a beat-up Chevy Deluxe. The rusty car had to … More

Yamamoto hung up and walked over. “David, these guys pull some major shit. Everybody gotta contribute five percent of each commission to … More

“They big,” said Yamamoto, “but not the biggest. My Uncle Harry’s a realtor. Lemme see what he knows.” Yamamoto used one phone. Chan … More

Miss Gomes fidgeted with a pen on her desk. Chan waited. Her hands came to rest. She turned her palms toward her … More