Ralph Griffith
American Author
In the damp embrace of a Portland night, a confession so vile spills from the shadows of the Grotto that Father Thomas flees the confessional. He asks another priest to take over, but fate, it seems, is a fickle deity. The wrong priest ends up with his throat slit, a victim of mistaken identity.
Haunted by his own demons, Detective Johnny Walker takes the case. Battling the insatiable hunger of addiction, he delves into Portland's deceptive heart, unearthing a darkness festering beneath the surface. He’s called upon to navigate the labyrinth of a chilling child serial killer.
As Walker closes in, he walks a razor's edge between justice and his own destructive urges. Can he bring the killer to light before the city, and his own soul, drown in an abyss of depravity? Or will Portland's darkness, a siren song for his wounded soul, claim him forever?
Rock & Roll Detective: A Case Gone Platinum (Johnny Walker Novel 2)
Ex-homicide inspector Johnny Walker thought he’d left the brutality behind when he retired from the Portland Police. Now a private investigator, Johnny gets pulled back into the dark underbelly of the city when a famous hip-hop artist hires him to find his missing stepbrother.
The case takes a sinister turn when the stepbrother is found dead, and all fingers point to the rapper. The stepbrother, it turns out, wasn't just lost--he was holding onto a fortune in stolen cocaine.
Framed for murder, Johnny is thrust back into the world of high-stakes chases, hidden agendas, and the cutthroat music industry. Johnny must navigate a tangled web of lies and betrayal to expose the real killer and clear his client’s name. Can he uncover the truth before the music stops for good?
Rock & Roll Detective: A Johnny Walker Novel is a fast-paced action thriller that delves into the heart of Portland’s music scene and the ruthless world of drug trafficking. Buckle up for a thrilling ride with Johnny Walker as he faces off against ruthless criminals to find justice.
A rock star's world shatters when his drop-dead gorgeous girlfriend, Terri Richardson, vanishes without a trace. Desperate, he turns to Johnny Walker, a hard-living P.I. with a knack for uncovering secrets—and a thirst for justice. With the help of his girlfriend, homicide detective Sandy Jenkins, Johnny dives into Portland's gritty, neon-lit music scene, a world of backstage betrayals, bitter rivalries, and dangerous obsessions. But the closer Johnny gets to the truth, the more tangled the web of deceit becomes, and the more he realizes that anyone in the band could be guilty.
Amidst the crumbling facades of a once vibrant city, the line between hunter and hunted blurs as private detective Johnny Walker plunges into a deadly game. Hired by a distraught Russian oligarch whose youngest daughter has vanished, Johnny soon discovers that the missing girl is merely a pawn in a much larger conspiracy. Her two stunning sisters, entwined in a web of family lies and secrets, become instrumental in unraveling a plot that stretches far beyond Portland's borders.
Meanwhile, Detective Sandy Jenkins, Johnny's girlfriend, wages a relentless war against the city's escalating human trafficking crisis. As their investigations collide, a chilling connection emerges between the missing girl and the human trafficking ring. Racing against time, Johnny and Sandy must confront ruthless adversaries and expose the truth before more innocent lives are lost.
Author Griffith delivers another heart-stopping installment in the Johnny Walker saga, where danger lurks in every shadow and the stakes have never been higher. This pulse-pounding thriller will keep you on the edge of your seat until the very last page.
In the heart of Tasmania, where ancient forests whisper secrets and shadows dance with the wind, a chilling mystery unfolds, leaving the island community in a state of fear and uncertainty. When three young girls vanish without a trace from the seemingly tranquil town of Hobart, the lives of the island's inhabitants are forever changed.
Enter Detective Harry Chin, a seasoned investigator with an unreadable face, and eyes that have witnessed the darkest depths of human nature. Harry has spent his life navigating the labyrinthine world of crime. His unwavering dedication and sharp intellect have made him a formidable force in the pursuit of justice.
Ash Friday, a towering six-foot-two Aboriginal with a stoic demeanor and a penchant for vibrant Hawaiian shirts, stands as Harry's steadfast partner. Their contrasting personalities, a blend of seasoned wisdom and fresh perspectives, form an indomitable investigative team.
Harry and Ash are summoned to unravel the truth. The island's rugged beauty and close-knit community offer both challenges and potential clues. With each step deeper into the investigation, they uncover a labyrinth of secrets, lies, and hidden connections.
Tasmanian Devil is a captivating tale of suspense and intrigue, where the boundaries between reality and myth blur, and the stakes couldn't be higher. Harry and Ash must race against time to find the missing girls before the darkness that has gripped Hobart consumes the entire island.
Beneath the sun-drenched opulence of Cairns' French consulate, where gossip bubbles like champagne and secrets swim deeper than the Great Coral Sea, a shocking tableau unfolds. Madame Monet, the captivating Honorary Consul, lies strangled in her silk-swathed bedroom, a pair of Givenchy stockings twisted around her elegant throat.
Canberra dispatches their finest: Inspectors, Harry Chin a whirlwind of Savile Row tailoring and razor-sharp deductions, and at his side stands Ash Friday, an aboriginal tracker whose eyes can pierce through the darkest shadows lurking beneath. As they navigate the labyrinthine world of Cairns, they uncover a web of deceit woven from forbidden love, and family legacies stained by blood. Their pursuit of the truth takes them from the bustling streets of the city to the secluded beaches of the coast, as they piece together the events leading up to the murder and identify the killer.
With its intricate plot, compelling characters, and suspenseful atmosphere, "Le Chateau: A Harry Chin Murder Mystery" is a must-read for fans of detective fiction. Griffith's engaging storytelling will keep you captivated from the first page to the last, as you unravel the mysteries of Le Chateau.
In Darwin, Australia in the Northwest Territories, crocodiles aren't the only predators lurking about. Inspector Harry Chin, and his partner, Ash Friday, a fierce Aboriginal detective with dark brooding eyes, are sent from Canberra to investigate the murder of an Australian Federal Police Officer, Peter Riggs.
Riggs had been working undercover on an international heroin ring that seems to be coming in through the Port of Darwin. The officer had been found in his car dead from an overdose of heroin--the very drug that he had been investigating. Everything seems to be pointing to a heroin ring, but for Harry, something smells off. The scene reeks of staged tragedy, the victim's demise too tidy, too convenient. They soon find themselves knee-deep in their most perplexing case yet.
Harry and Ash, the AFP’s most elite investigative team, dive into Darwin's underbelly; a labyrinth of sun-bleached docks and neon-drenched alleys. As they dissect alibis and peel back layers of deceit, they encounter a kaleidoscope of suspects: a Russian crocodile farm, an Asian gangster running a dive called the Buddha Bar, double-crossing kingpins, and a femme fatale with secrets as sharp as her stilettos. It soon becomes apparent that the crocodiles aren’t the only dangerous souls around.
Senator Barnes, pillar of Canberra's polished facade, found his final thrill at Sydney's hottest after-hours den, Lady Chatterley’s. While getting a lap dance the senator suddenly dropped dead. To make matters worse, the club manager just thought the senator had a heart attack and sent for an ambulance. It wasn’t until he was taken to ER that they realized that it was not natural causes. But by then, the private room that the senator had been using was sanitized leaving little in the way of forensic evidence.
The motive? Tangled in a web of political intrigue and illicit desires; as murky as the secrets hidden behind the club's velvet curtains. The pressure? Mounting, fueled by a media frenzy and whispers of a cover-up reaching all the way to Parliament House.
Enter Harry Chin, Canberra's sharpest federal inspector, who never misses a clue or a quip. And his enigmatic Aboriginal partner, Ash Friday, who has a knack for reading people and a secret connection to the land. Together, they are Canberra’s elite homicide team.
Brace yourself for a Harry Chin mystery that burns as hot as the Australian sun, with twists sharper than a stiletto heel and characters as intoxicating as a forbidden cocktail. Dive into death in the Down Under and let Harry and Ash lead you on a chase where justice is the only encore. This is Harry Chin's most intoxicating case yet, a cocktail of danger, deception, and the seductive pulse of Sydney's underbelly. Will you dare to take a sip?
The year is 1967. The Summer of Love explodes in San Francisco, a siren song for dreamers and idealistic runaways. Haunted by his Vietnam War experiences, disillusioned Clyde Thomas returns home to Tennessee, only to find that his sister has vanished. Naturally his parents want him to go and find her.
Clyde reluctantly ventures into Haight Ashbury's intoxicating swirl of psychedelic music, antiwar protests, and newfound freedoms. Amidst the flower children and civil unrest, Clyde's path collides with the mesmerizing Moonbeam. Their undeniable romance offers a lifeline in a world Clyde no longer understands.
So, like Dante in The Inferno, he is led through the weirdness of drugs and music and danger on a mission which seems impossible. But, even as love blossoms, a dark secret haunts the summer's euphoria. And when sudden tragedy strikes, Clyde's search for his sister turns into a desperate quest for revenge in a city that is supposed to radiate only peace and love.
Author Ralph Griffith, a firsthand witness to that iconic era, weaves a masterful tapestry of the Summer of Love—its transcendent beauty and its lurking shadows. . Readers of all ages will be captivated by the timeless love story of Clyde and Moonbeam, set against the backdrop of San Francisco's tumultuous cultural revolution. 'Summer of Love 1967' delivers a gritty crime drama with heart, an unforgettable story of love, loss, and a nation at a turbulent crossroads.
Haunted by the ghosts of San Francisco's Summer of Love and the blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty he left behind, Clyde Thomas reenlists in the army and goes back to Vietnam as part of the 716th Military Police in Saigon. He arrives back a month before the Tet Offensive, hoping to clear the demons from his soul. But as the Tet Offensive explodes and Saigon crumbles into fiery chaos, he discovers a different kind of darkness—a war spiraling out of control, staining the soul of a nation. Drawn into Saigon's intoxicating underbelly, haunted by visions of Moonbeam and a new, forbidden love with a dark-haired Asian beauty, his quest for redemption becomes a desperate race for survival, both physical and spiritual. A striking and deeply thought-provoking novel capturing the politics and stark reality of war, in a place no one in America really cared about. Fought by the unwilling--led by the incompetent--for the ungrateful. Hard Rain, like Summer of Love 1967, captures a period in Americas dark history for future generations to read.
Clyde Thomas is no ordinary CIA operative. Haunted by a past tragedy, he's fueled by an unwavering thirst for justice in a world where the line between right and wrong blurs with every step. When the beautiful, young Safie is kidnapped by a shadowy militant group, Clyde's hunt for her becomes a desperate fight against time.
From opulent palaces to shadowy alleyways, Clyde's hunt for Safie takes him on a dangerous journey through both 1969 Iran and his own scarred psyche. As he becomes entangled in Safie's fight for survival, he's forced to confront the price of revenge, and the complexities of a culture not his own. But their unlikely bond offers a spark of hope within the gathering darkness.
For fans of the Clyde Thomas series, "Desert Kiss" offers a heart-pounding thriller set amidst an exotic and turbulent time. Witness Clyde's relentless pursuit amidst explosive action, moral dilemmas, and a touch of forbidden love.
It's 1970 in the glamorous heart of Paris. Moonlight, music, and murder collide in smoky backstreets, shimmering on champagne flutes like a soft, French kiss tainted with danger. Clyde thought he'd finally escaped his violent past, building a sanctuary with his love, Moonbeam--their jazz club a beacon fueled by the rhythm of a new life, not the echoes of old bloodshed.
Paris was meant to be Clyde's escape, a chance to build a new life. But enemies resurface like ghosts, shattering the fragile peace. As the Red Liberation Front unleashes its deadly agenda, the man who craves the quiet melody of jazz and the warmth of cognac must choose--remain the peaceful soul he yearns to be--or resurrect the ruthless killer he can't seem to escape.
With his club, his employees, and the woman who brings light to his world in the crosshairs, every note played on stage becomes a desperate heartbeat for Clyde. As the Red Liberation Front unleashes terror, can he outwit his enemies, outpace his own darkness, before it engulfs them all?
The Real Bernie Madoff
Ralph Griffith wrote a book that no one else could have!
Sara Stratso
November 9, 2020
There has been no shortage of books written about Bernie Madoff, but Ralph Griffith’s book stands out above all the rest because the author and Madoff were incarcerated together for seven years.
Bernard Lawrence Madoff, a prominent Wall Street figure, was serving time in North Carolina’s Federal Medical Center in FCI Butner. Madoff, the former chairman of NASDAQ (National Association of Securities Automated Quotations Dealers) had been sentenced for 150 years for an elaborate multi-billion dollars Ponzi scheme targeting investors. Griffith had been doing time because of bank robbery and parole violations. Both had heart conditions and thus were sequestered together in the federal medical facility. Griffith was working in the prison library as the law clerk.
Griffith humorously describes their friendship with; “We spent 7 years living in a 60-man unit. It did not have the square footage of a decent-sized home. As such, we had a lot of idle time on our hands. It does not take a lot of imagination to understand the opportunity that presented itself to me.”
After Griffith writes, “Picture Bernie Madoff sitting in your living room for seven years,” he continues to pen an extremely comprehensive expose of the nefarious dealings of Wall Street. These dealings, according to Madoff, are aided and supported by the federal and state governments in the U.S. and Europe, along with various regulatory agencies.
Ralph Griffith's Monkey House is a memoir of his time served at the Federal Medical Center (FMC) Butner in North Carolina. He spent the last seven years of his sentence with Bernie Madoff, Jonathan Pollard, Nicky Scarfo, Carmine Persico, and other well-known criminals. FMC Butner is a high-security prison that houses inmates with serious medical conditions and mental health issues. The prison also has a designation for high-profile criminals. Griffith describes the prison as a "giant Monkey House for the criminally insane."
Monkey House is a fascinating and often humorous account of prison life. Griffith writes about the day-to-day routines of the inmates, the power dynamics within the prison, and the challenges of living in close quarters with dangerous criminals. He also shares his insights into the minds of some of the most notorious criminals in the world.
The book has been praised for its honesty, humor, and insight. It is a must-read for anyone interested in the world of crime and punishment.
Here are some of the things that make Monkey House such an interesting and memorable book:
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The author's unique perspective. Griffith is not a typical prison memoir writer. He is a skilled storyteller with a sharp wit and a keen eye for detail. He is also able to see the humor in even the bleakest situations.
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The cast of characters. Griffith's fellow inmates are a fascinating bunch. They include some of the most notorious criminals in the world, as well as lesser-known offenders with their own unique stories to tell.
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The setting. FMC Butner is a unique and challenging environment. It is a place where the rules are constantly changing and where danger is always lurking around the corner.
If you are looking for a book that is both entertaining and thought-provoking, I highly recommend Monkey House. It is a book that you will not soon forget.
History roared with the crack of a gunshot on April 4th, 1968. Locked away, a 16-year-old boy saw his chance and ran. Escaping a Nevada reformatory for possession of drugs. He jumped a freight train, oblivious to the echoes of gunfire changing the nation.
One hitch on a desolate highway, a passing Mustang, and a stranger who becomes his lifeline... and his curse. With promises of a new life. His flight from prison is transformed into a twisted journey fueled by lies and manipulation as the young man is lured across the border into Mexico, then back to Los Angeles. His destination: the Ambassador Hotel, a name that will soon echo with a second fatal gunshot.
Is he just a runaway, or is he being groomed for a role in the shadows of history? The boy finds himself trapped--groomed for a sinister purpose he can barely grasp and never saw coming.
63 Days between two assassinations that changed history and a young man’s strange odyssey.
Its not easy growing up in lower Alabama tall and ugly with kids picking on you just because you prefer being a girl. Too-Sweet learned early on that the only way to keep kids from picking on her and chucking rocks and shit was to knock fire from their asses. If Too-Sweet hadn't liked being a girl so much, he could of boxed like his older brothers and maybe of turned pro. Tired of lower Alabama Too-Sweet decided to head out to San Francisco and make her fame and fortune. One day while whoring and taking a worthless check, Too-Sweet inadvertently robs a bank and a star is born. Divas is a transgender bar in the Tenderloin district of San Francisco. The owner, Abdul, is an Arab who looks like Yasser Arafat on a bad hair day. Think of DIVAS as sort of like the TV show Cheers--if the cast was a bunch of crazy queens who mostly turn tricks out front of the club on the stroll. But what sets the story are two redneck robbery/homicide detectives Percy Hobitch and Myron Ledbetter who work for the SFPD. They like nothing better than to torment the denizens of the T.L.. The author Ralph Griffith admits that writing a comedy about transsexual bank robbers and two serial killers might sound strange, but it comes off beautifully as a well written cult classic.. The author guarantees that you have never read a story as wild as this and although he calls it fiction the characters are for real.
This is the second book in the Too-Sweet Saga Series. Too-Sweet, after escaping from jail in San Francisco, has relocated to Tijuana, Mexico, where she buys a rundown bar, and turns it into a gay nightclub called Tweety Pies. She decides that a change is in order, and gets rid of her blonde wig, and replaces it with a red one--which Too-Sweet feels gives her a striking resemblance to Lucile Ball. Well, okay, maybe if Lucy had been up smoking crack for a week. Unbeknown to Too-Sweet, the serial killer, Lewis Beasom (aka Pee-Baby) has also relocated to Tijuana, and takes up where he left off in San Francisco. When plastic garbage bags begin showing up on the streets of Tijuana, SFPD detectives, Myron Leadbetter and Percy Hobitch, are ordered by their boss to travel to Tijuana and help assist the local police. If you loved the antics of DIVAS, you will be thrilled to follow Too-Sweet in her continuing saga, Tijuana Taxi.
In this third in the Too-Sweet Saga, Too-Sweet after fleeing Tijuana, Mexico, heads to London where she establishes a new club she calls the Gay Paddy, which is an authentic Irish Leather Bar and Spank Emporium. Along the way you will meet a new cast of crazy characters, along with Speedy Gonzales who has shipped over ten kilos of cocaine hidden inside thousands of frozen burritos. If you enjoyed DIVAS and Tijuana Taxi, you will die laughing to English Rose. This is by far Griffith's best Too-Sweet Saga yet.
In this fourth in the Too-Sweet Saga, our heroine, Too-Sweet, along with Speedy Gonzales, have fled London by train to Liverpool. They take a ferry to Belfast, in Northern Ireland, along with ten kilos of cocaine that Speedy had stashed in a storage locker back in Soho.
Upon arriving they rent a nasty old, boarded up bar, built out on a wharf called The Black Irish. They get help from their IRA friends to get things going. Too-Sweet decides to build a big mud pit in the center of the bar and feature nude wrestling with four female mud honeys, who also serve drinks when not rolling around in the mud.
Too-Sweet runs an ad back in London to get her old crew back. She is soon joined by Sista Idi DaDa Amin, a 380-pound Nigerian transsexual who wears a blonde wig and looks like a gorilla in heat. Doc Flambeau, a graduate of Papa Doc’s School of Medicine in Port-ah-Prince, Hatti and claims to be a genuine witch doctor. And Archie Greene a white thug and bartender from the East End of London.
Too-Sweet has a standing offer of five hundred quid for any Irish lad that can pin Sista Idi in the mud. Of course, that is not an easy task pinning a 380-pound Nigerian bush bitch in the mud—and she always humiliates her Irish challengers.
As usual, our queen of the south, from lower Alabama, has buzzard luck with her involvement with others. So, when the IRA boys rob an armored truck, wouldn’t you just know it, the police follow them, and it all leads back to the Black Irish and all hell breaks loose. You will just have to read the book to find out what happens to Too-Sweet and company. Guaranteed to keep you in stiches from the first page until the end.
In this latest in the Too-Sweet Series, Too-Sweet after fleeing Belfast in Northern Ireland, along with Oki Daddy and Sista Idi DaDa Amin head to Yokohama-Tokyo aboard the Yakuza fishing trawler. When they get there, Too-Sweet decides with Hiro Yamaguchi the Yakuza Oyabun, to open a nightclub featuring Sumo matches with Sista Idi dressed as a four hundred pound black Geisha with a platinum blonde Geisha wig.. The club becomes the hottest thing going and even Too-Sweet gets into the Geisha swing of things.. Both Too-Sweet and Sista Idi DaDa wear custom made kimonos, and matching platinum blonde Geisha wigs. If you have followed this series from the beginning, you know how crazy a Too-Sweet Saga will be. It's a real hoot and a cult classic.
Too-Sweet after leaving Japan, discovers the perfect place for a southern girl. Queensland north of Cairns where she buys with her Japanese Yakuza partner, a crocodile farm, bar, jungle boat, and a twenty unit motel. Too-Sweet discovers that in Australia dwarf tossing at bars is considered great sport, and names her new bar The Naked Pygmy. Living on her property is a tribe of pygmies from Papua New Guinea who also happen to be cannibals. So although she doesn't have any dwarfs for tossing, her little pygmies will do and Too-Sweet is back in business. This is the 6th in the Too-Sweet Saga and guaranteed to keep you laughing nonstop.
Aloha meets mayhem in this outrageous crime caper!
Meet the Weasel: a wiry 40-year-old native Hawaiian surfer. By day, he rides the turquoise waves of Waikiki, and sells primo bud on the beach--with the help of a colorful parrot, Captain Morgan and a majestic white cockatoo named Snowballs. Come nightfall, the salty air of the beach trades places with the smoky ambience of a Waikiki strip club. There, the Weasel loses himself in the seductive glow of the stage, mesmerized by Bonnie Lim, a Chinese dancer with a smile that could melt coconuts and a tongue sharper than a coral reef.
One fateful evening, opportunity arises in the form of a shifty Korean ice dealer lurking in the club's restroom. While Bonnie Lim sizzles on stage, the Weasel scores a gram, the promise of a quick high too tempting to resist. He ducks into a metal stall, its cramped quarters offering dubious privacy. But fate, like a rogue wave, crashes down harder than any he's ever caught. While hidden in the metal toilet stall, Weasel heard his connection get murdered. He didn't see who did it, but he could hear. Emerging from the toilet stall, the Weasel stumbles upon the same dealer laying on the floor with his throat slit in a pool of blood.
Being a coward, Weasel was in a panic, but ever the greedy pragmatist, Weasel figures a dead dealer wouldn't need his stash anymore. A quick check reveals three more grams, a welcome bonus. But before he can celebrate his morbid fortune, the door bursts open with a bang. Standing there, wide-eyed and frozen with terror, are two military men. One glance at the Weasel, now towering over the murdered man with incriminating evidence in his hand, they turn around and flee for their lives—and the Weasel knows he’s a world of trouble. Now, with a killer on the loose and the cops breathing down his neck, the only person who can help, is a 330-pound Hawaiian detective they call the Big Huna.
The Bunkers
Picking up where Spam Sushi left off, this outrageous crime caper follows the adventures of the Bunkers, a mischievous crew of seven, ten-year-old boys who are back in business. Peddling dried seaweed as pot to tourists in Waikiki is their usual hustle, but when a purse-snatching escapade turns up a kilo of crystal meth instead of cash, their lives take a hilarious and dangerous turn. Selling seaweed as pot is easy, but offloading a kilo of ice? That's a whole other can of worms, especially when you're only ten years old.
Enter the Weasel, a colorful forty-year-old surfer with a shady past, who seems like the perfect solution to offload the ice. Except unfortunately, it seems the ice belongs to the ruthless North Korean Mafia. Now, the Bunkers are on the run, pursued by gangsters with serious intent. Can these pint-sized entrepreneurs outrun the mob and avoid a permanent dirt nap? Buckle up for a hilarious, action-packed ride through the neon jungle of Waikiki, where the only thing more dangerous than the streets are the ten-year-old gangsters who rule them.
This darkly funny nostalgic crime heist is the second installment in the Big Huna series. It’s a wild ride you won't soon forget!
Honolulu Lulu
Honolulu Lulu--the third in the Big Huna Series, is outrageously funny and the wildest yet--with a cast of characters right out of Oliver Twist.
In the sun-drenched paradise of Waikiki, a darker truth lurks beneath the surface. A serial killer stalks the luxury hotels, leaving investigators baffled by the victims' seemingly random selection and the horrid publicity that is growing exponentially by the day.
Meanwhile, as the body count rises, a trio of pint-sized bank robbers, wearing black pygmy masks, pull off a daring heist and get away clean.
Enter Big Huna, Chief Inspector for the Hawaiian State Police. Tasked with investigating both high-profile cases, he navigates a world of shocking contrasts, from the glamorous hotel scene to the gritty underbelly of Waikiki. As the two investigations converge, a chilling truth emerges.
Prepare for a wild ride filled with unexpected twists, dark humor, and the gritty underbelly of paradise. Honolulu Lulu is a thrilling tale that will keep you guessing until the very end.
The Weasel--a name that perfectly captured the man. Skinny, with a complexion like sunbaked earth, this Hawaiian in his 40s was a fixture of Waikiki’s underbelly. He lived a transient life, his van doubling as his home when the waves weren't calling. Tourists were his bread and butter, easy marks for the pot he peddled on the sun-drenched beaches. Nights found him smoking ice, mesmerized by Bonnie Lim, a Chinese girl who danced on a stage bathed in colored lights.
I’ve known the Weasel for over 20 years, and he has never changed since the day that I met him. A couple of days ago, the Weasel, ever the picture of decorum, was arrested while urinating on a palm tree in front of the Royal Hawaiian Hotel on Kalakaua Street. It wasn’t his first brush with the law, but this time, things were different.
Passed out in the drunk tank, he'd become an unwitting victim of identity theft. A parole violator named Mike Dana had appropriated the Weasel's name to secure his own freedom, because there is no bail for a parole violation. So, when the shift changed, Mike said he wanted to bail out using the Weasel’s name, thus leaving the real Weasel holding the bag.
My name is Daniel Huna, I’m the Chief Inspector for the Hawaiian State Police, a nickname born from my impressive stature. Three-hundred and thirty pounds, topped with a head the size of a small pumpkin--I wasn't exactly built for subtlety. My demeanor, however, often surprised people. Sweet, even gentle, leading some to question my sexual orientation, but at my size, I answer to no one but myself--and act however I damn well please.
This darkly funny crime novel is the fourth installment in the Big Huna series. It’s a wild ride you won't soon forget!