My Kind of Town
The Honolulu Soap Co.:
Sunday Digest>> Cartwright Field
HPD solo bike Officer Quinn Ah Sun tries each of the four doors of the canary yellow Town Car that lies on its roof halfway down the first base line. Each is either locked or jammed. He keys his helmet microphone: "It's the senator's car. No, I can't tell if he's inside or not, it's got those freekin' tinted windows."Knowing that Hawaii voters tend to vote along ethnic lines, the senator hyphenated not only his parents' names but also his grandparents' names on both sides. Sen. Donovan Matsuda-Yee-Dela Cruz-Bishop-Kamaka is a man with a broad constituency indeed. And until moments ago he seemed poised to continue the Democrats' leasehold on Washington Place.
>> H-1, Town-bound
Coming down the Puuloa onramp at 50 mph, Mr. Donald Chock is suddenly dead of a massive heart attack. He slumps forward against the left side of the steering wheel, and his car veers 90-degrees left across three lanes of traffic. Then the trouble really starts.
>> Democrat Street
Arriving at the Honolulu Soap Co., Lily Ah Sun is so lost in thought about her plan to reorganize now that her father is talking retirement that she does not notice the faded gray sedan pulling into the parking lot behind her or the black SUV lingering behind.The guy in the faded gray sedan has ripped off Seth's daughter Kimmee in a drug deal. Seth and his two cousins are on an aufogo, a Samoan system of vigilante justice.
>>37,000 feet
As the DC-10 begins its descent to Honolulu, Chuck Ryan works on the HVCB/quarantine form. He is truthful about everything except his age, business, home zip code, number of people traveling with him and purpose of the trip. His line of work makes him a liar. Telling the truth can get you killed.
>> Eden Off Kuhio
"But I hate politics, Greg," Lance Ah Sun says. "I just want to be with you.""Lance, if it wasn't for politics, there would be no gay rights of any kind. The hate crimes bill is coming up for a final vote at the Capitol. Come to the demonstration with me. Stand with me on this!"
Lance has never felt so torn in his life.
>>Honolulu Soap Co.
Lily keeps reminding herself that you're not supposed to have romantic longings for your first-cousin. But before Lily knew the young motorcycle cop was her long-lost cousin Quinn, he'd already affected her in a way that no man ever had. You finally find Mr. Touch-Your-Soul and he turns out to be your damn cousin!
Don Chapman is editor of MidWeek.
His serialized novel runs daily in the Star-Bulletin.
He can be emailed at dchapman@midweek.com