Still Learning at 65

What’s meant by the “side” of the bed, since you wake up on it,obviously is the half you lie on,…

Blood Brothers (A David Chan mystery, Part Five)

The final count was seven bodies including Mr. and Mrs. Goo and their oldest son Alfred. Two concerns topped David…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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