Where’s Fon Du?

>> Kahala

While five of his HPD solo bike colleagues spread out and searched the estate grounds for other Te-Wu agents, Officer Quinn Ah Sun followed Kamasami Khan and Bodhicita Guzman inside the beachfront house.

"The rabbi and the imam from the East-West Center? Te-Wu," Khan explained as they hurried through the garage and into the kitchen. "They fooled Bodhicita into hitching a ride, brought her here. Rape and kill scenario."

"Oh Khan," Bodhicita whispered, still clutching the white towel to the knife wound on her throat. "If you didn't show up, I don't know what ... "

"Anyway, the rabbi and the imam and one other ... "

"Fon Du," Bodhicita said, practically spitting out the words.

"... they're waiting inside to be arrested. Shouldn't offer any resistance."

But when Khan and Bodhicita led Quinn into the spacious, elegantly appointed living, there were only two Te-Wu still on the ground.

"Wh ... where's Fon Du?" Bodhicita blurted.

Khan ran outside, across the Japanese-style garden with a golf putting-chipping green in the center, leaped up on the 2-foot lava rock wall. The dad and boy who had been playing catch with a fluorescent green Frisbee were gone. The beach was empty except for an elderly couple strolling along the shore 50 yards away, toward Diamond Head and the setting sun.

"Search the house," Khan said to Quinn and jogged after the couple.

" 'Scuse me," he said, catching up to them.

"Hey, we don't want any trouble," the man said, taking his wife by the hand and backing away.

Khan was a spooky looking guy, especially the first time around -- 6-foot-2, lean and muscled, black mustache and goatee, dark hair pulled back in a ponytail, dressed all in black.

"Neither do I. Did you folks see a Chinese guy, dressed in jeans and a blue palaka shirt, and one of those big straw hats maybe?"

"Someone's yard man?" the man said. "What's he done?"

"So you didn't see anyone who fits that description?" Khan said.

"No, not at all."

"Too bad. But if you do, call HPD. They'd like to talk with him about an attempted murder."

"In this neighborhood?"

"Among others."

"Let's go home, dear," the wife said.

"You might want to check for any signs of breaking and entering," Khan said. "This is one very desperate man."

"You with HPD?" the man said.

"No, they're with me."