How Me Invent Prayer

Some others try take credit for this, so me want set record straight. My name Grog. Me invent prayer. One day me in … More

Loose Ends (A Lieutenant David Chan Mystery, Part 31)

An hour later, Chan’s phone rang. Chan picked up. “Victor,” he called to his partner, “it’s Titchner.” “Lieutenant Chan, I, we … More

I’m headed for St. Mary’s Cathedral. The Cathedral Church of Saint Mary the Virgin, as they call it in Gaelic. I … More

I can still picture the pair of fuzzy dice swingingfrom my little orange Karmann Ghia’s rearview mirror.I never knew whether to … More

Yu’s face broke into an enormous smile, his laugh seemed genuine. That mask, so practiced was this man in appearing devoid … More

I think there was air, but I had trouble finding it,between talking with you and passing out, I madeshort exploratory … More

Chan sat stunned. “You told me yesterday you’re single.” “I am single,” said Nina. It had started as a bad day. Could … More

You roseand do not hide from memy ancient observationhow you grow I seea healing once more for memy constant patient … More

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

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

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

Three teenaged boys had died at the Pali Lookout. In the early hours of Saturday morning, two had been stabbed to … More

The next day, I went apartment hunting. I found a tiny efficiency in Lower Mānoa Valley, about the size of a … More

We sat quietly on Chan’s lanāi. The Honolulu city lights sparkled. Night flights came and went from the airport. Chan said, “Hawai’i … More

The Blue Light Bar and Grill was jumping. “Whoa, it’s Wednesday night, brah, wrestling night,” Jerry said. “When the Civic Auditorium … More

It was snowing hard in Cleveland, but they were able to land us. My head pounded with the alcohol aftereffects from … More

For a second it looked like Chan’s face was carved in granite. Then he relaxed, sipped his coffee. Dr. Kamaka came … More

Once when it was my turn to bring my dad to school to talk about what he did for a … More

David Chan’s mother was relieved to hear Denise might be all right. She confirmed Denise had started practicing Daoism. Chan drove … More

As Chris Andaya opened the door, the phone rang. Only two people knew the number. This would either be good news, or … More