A Drug Connection (A Lieutenant David Chan Mystery, Chapter 5)

“Are we gonna let his father know?” asked Stillman. Chan shook his head. “No. Let’s give him a chance to recuperate.” “What … More

Now the bad news

You can’t turn around and follow your sweetbread and malasada crumb trail back in time.Frighteningly, friend, it’s been sucked up … More

Chan asked Detectives Kalākaua and Fernandez, the first to arrive, to process the scene. The Honolulu Fire Department was hosing down … More

I really can’t remember a greatest fear growing up. Maybegoing to the dentist. That all changed with the movie Jaws. I used … More

Yamamoto was on the phone when Chan came back to his desk. Just as he sat, his partner hung up the … More

I remember when Preparation H was the most shoplifted item from Longs. I found this out the hard way late one … More

Just then Captain Kauhane came over. “Guys, sorry to dump another folder on you, but I think we’ve got something related … More

Eventually we may all sort of maybe guess at whatour reviews were, what they might have said about usover the … More

Kahala was one of the ritziest districts in all of Hawai‘i. Homes on the beach were the mansions of millionaires many … More

I picked up the phone and pretended to haveconversations with you, imitating my parentsthe way kids do. But you never seemed … More

“Dave?” Chan called, walking into the house. He checked his watch. 9:30. The kid was only 16. Where was he? But Chan still had enough … 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

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

It began on a sunny, blue-skyed Monday morning. According to the blind magazine vendor on the ground floor of the Pacific … More

What the hell? I glanced around the room, my heart beating like crazy, my breath coming in sharp, shallow stabs. I thought … More

Once again my heart rate went up as I carried my Martin guitar through the gate. They passed me along, maybe … More

One father loved, one father, well, if not hated, at least not liked. I woke up in a sweat. An old … More

Up through the ‘60s, Wanhei was the wild west of Korea, crime the number-one occupation and murder the number-one pastime. Gangs … More

Victor Yamamoto stared at the note, then eyeballed each of his colleagues. No one said he’d taken the message from … More