HA-HA-HA-HA . . . the Joke’s On . . .

 . . . no one.   He-he.  Hey, it’s Rey!

And JJ, hey-ho (gotcha, Cous)!

You’ve got Lindy-Loo, too!

It’s the first official day of the first HA-HA-HA-HA promo.  We’re very excited.  For a mere 99 cents, you can get a copy of our fifth book and fourth case. 

For those not in the know, we’re private eyes from the Triple Threat Investigation Agency.  It’s been fairly successful since we launched it on fabulous Oahu (a move we’ve never regretted). 

A serial killer, who calls himself The GrimReaperPeeper—we refer to him as GRP for short—has taken a intensely serious interest in us . . . so much so, he’s challenged us to “play the game”, by his ever changing rules. 

Our newfound friend likes to leave his victims near waterways, with black roses no less.  Why?  Do these people have something in common?  What?  And what’s the reason re leaving clues and messages?  Simply to taunt?  Does he want to be caught?  Or is he merely showing us how brilliant he is?  He’s certainly not stupid; he knows not to leave DNA at the scenes.

Confounded but [always] determined, we endeavor to discover who he might be and how we might stop him.  Not an easy feat, given the lack of constructive evidence and cast of oddball characters.  While we’re at it, we have a couple of other cases to solve: ascertaining whether a handsome hubby has a roving eye and figuring out who is stalking a young, beautiful woman.  As clues are uncovered, so are coincidences.  Could it be that these two cases are somehow connected?  

A worrisome question on all three of our minds: who’s going to prove the winner in this deadly game of taunts and perplexities?  GRP is clever and cunning . . . but we’re persevering and persistent.

Maybe you’d like to check us out?  We’d love it [truly] if you did.  And we’d really [!!] love it if you’d consider providing a review.

https://www.amazon.ca/Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Tyler-Colins/dp/B094SZRSVN

Aloha!

Ninety-Nine – Please Don’t Decline

It’s Rey again.  Hey, how ya doin’ on this gorgeous Sunday?  For two more days you can get Can You Hula Like Hilo Hattie? for a mere 99 cents.  How can you decline an offer like that, I ask ya.

Hula is our first professional case as private eyes of our newly founded Triple Threat Investigation Agency.  A rich old guy hires us to find out what his young, pretty wife is up to.  He thinks she’s having an affair, which would help him in the divorce department.  Given her looks and history, we’re inclined to agree.

Before we can discover anything, though, we find her in the ocean—and she ain’t swimming.  Did the old guy kill her?  If so, then why hire us?  Maybe it was a lover?  Or her twin brother—the one with a dicey past?

A few more bodies cross our path . . . as do drug dealers, gang members, and a druggie . . . not to mention a zany person or two.  Our first case is anything but simple, but we give it our best (we may be new to the P.I. world, but “sticktoitiveness” is our middle names).

What we’d unearthed in the preceding days extended to the sordid world of drugs and gambling, two ugly and dangerous addictions that could drag you under and far like the Molaka’i Express, which was the crossing of the Kaiwi Channel from volcano-formed Molaka’i, Hawaii’s fifth largest island, and possessed exceptionally strong currents. If the vice didn’t batter you, the enabler—the human component—was there to ensure you remained dependent, paid up and/or stayed high, and never screwed him or her.

“Man, she must have really pissed someone off.”

“Big time.” I peered across the darkening Pacific and reflected on that which had brought us to Hawaii: a desire to open our own P.I. agency. But the body sprawled across rough wave-soaked rocks begged one crucial question: what did a meteorologist, actress, and scriptwriting assistant know about detecting? So what if they’d played amateur sleuths several months ago during a murder-filled week at an eerie Connecticut mansion? That didn’t grant them the expertise or street smarts to manage a bona-fide case.

. . . But maybe the more imperative question at the moment was: how were they going to explain a simple undercover-case gone terribly wrong?

If you’d like to check us out, you can find us here . . .

https://www.amazon.ca/Hula-Hattie-Triple-Threat-Mystery-ebook/dp/B01KEEBNOS

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Ninety-Nine Sure Does Shine

Hey, it’s Rey.  In case you haven’t heard, today through May 17th, you can get Can You Hula Like Hilo Hattie? for just 99 cents.  Are we talking bargain, or what?

So, for those not in the know, Hula is our first professional—paying—case as private eyes of the Triple Threat Investigation Agency.  We have to find out what the young, pretty wife of an old far—uh—millionaire is up to.  He thinks she’s having an affair, which would help him in the divorce department.

Unfortunately, we find her floating in the ocean before we can discover much.  Did hubby kill her?  A lover?  Her shady brother?  More bodies drop as we search for clues.  And if that’s not enough, we encounter some really shady characters—including drug dealers and gang members.

It’s as thrilling a case as it is dangerous.  Yeah, we’re new to the P.I. world, but we’re also patient, persistent and persevering.  In the end, we don’t do too badly.  He-he.  That’s all I’m sharing.

Maybe you’d like to read out about our crazy adventures as we piece together this puzzler?  We’d sure love it if you did.

https://www.amazon.ca/Hula-Hattie-Triple-Threat-Mystery-ebook/dp/B01KEEBNOS

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Not a Dime, but Ninety-Nine

Through May 17th, you can get Can You Hula Like Hilo Hattie? for a mere 99 cents.  Cousin Reynalda, who loves all things sales, says it’s a steal and “go for it”.

It’s JJ today, the one who narrates our exciting adventures—or mis-adventures as we sometimes laughingly call them—as the novice private eyes of the Triple Threat Investigation Agency.

Hula’s our first paying case.  Rey, Linda and I have to find out what an elderly millionaire’s pretty, young wife is up to.  He thinks it’s an affair.  Unfortunately, before we can discover her secret, she’s found floating in the Pacific.

Rey drew another long breath. “How long has she been gone?”

I checked. “Twelve minutes, give or take.”

“I’m cold.”

“Carmie’s colder,” I murmured, unable to quash the morbid desire to peer down. Contusions and scratches were visible on flesh not concealed by a raspberry tank top, currant-red shorts, white gym socks and adidas Stella McCartney runners. Bruises discolored her long neck and face, and a mammoth bump overlaid half her forehead. “I wonder what she was thinking the last few moments.”

“You mean, did she see her life flash before her eyes?” Once again she regarded Carmie. “Did she know her killer? Did she scream if she didn’t? Did she fight?”

“And if there was no killer, did she realize she was plunging to her death when she lost footing?”

“Two summers ago, Lynne, a social contact who got a few good commercial gigs—and stole two of mine—had been hit by one of those ice-cream trucks with the clown face and annoying ringa-ringa-ling. She swore when she went down she saw Jim Morrison dressed in white leather leaning against tall gates made of diamonds and rubies, and waving her over. On the other side of the glittering gates was a river of champagne winding through fields of Little Debbie Jelly Creme Pies and Swiss Rolls.”

I shifted and stared, my expression not unlike Dorothy, the Golden Girls Bea Arthur character, would present one of her roommates when they said something utterly absurd.

Rey looked affronted. “I’m just telling you what she told me.”

Sighting something from the corner of my eye, I glanced upward. “The first responders are here.”

Before you know it, we’re finding more bodies, getting in the way of ornery drug dealers and p’o’d gang members—and they in ours!  It becomes increasingly more complicated if not complex as we track clues . . . never mind becomes precarious when we ask questions people would prefer we didn’t ask.

Perhaps you’d like to check us out?  We’d be very appreciative if you did.

https://www.amazon.ca/Hula-Hattie-Triple-Threat-Mystery-ebook/dp/B01KEEBNOS

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Ninety-Nine . . . so Divine

Starting today through the 17th, you can get Can You Hula Like Hilo Hattie? for 99 cents!

It’s Linda on post patrol today—and on time too (not like that little Forever Poi fiasco).

Hula’s our first official—paying—case.  Yes, Rey, JJ and I are true-blue (novice) private investigators now and we’ve been hired to learn what an elderly millionaire’s pretty, young wife is up to.  Is she having an affair, as hubby believes?

There’s a twist: said wife is found murdered along the beautiful shores of Oahu.  And there’s a secret all right, one of many in fact, and they don’t all belong to the deceased woman.  Who of this unconventional cast of characters is the murderer?  We’ve dealt with a sundry of murderers in past, thanks to a weird week at a haunted mansion in Connecticut, but this new set of quirky personalities proves taxing.

What initially seemed a straightforward task is anything but.  And what do the worlds of drugs and gangs have to do with what’s transpired?

As we’re attempting to fit puzzle pieces together, we stumble across a few more bodies.  Here’s an opportunity for us to prove we made a wise choice in becoming bona-fide detectives.  But can we do so before the murderer strikes again?

If you’d like to read about our thrills-and-chills-filled case (as Rey just called it), please check us out at . . .

https://www.amazon.ca/Hula-Hattie-Triple-Threat-Mystery-ebook/dp/B01KEEBNOS

https://www.amazon.com/Tyler-Colins/e/B01KHOZAL2%3Fref=dbs_a_mng_rwt_scns_share

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Ninety-Nine is Rea-eal Fine

Forever Poi is available for 99 cents for one more day—as in today.

Hey, it’s Rey again, tootin’ my horn, hopin’ you’ll invest 99 pennies in our third professional caper, uh, case.

This time, JJ, Linda and I are out to solve a double-arson and murder.  Who torched two Chinatown art galleries and left two charred bodies in the rubble?  Are the arsonist and killer one and the same?  We think so.  But as we try to prove that, we encounter a plethora of possible culprits (JJ just loves—what’s it called again—ah, yeah, alliteration).

The day before the fire, Carlos Kawena, one of the arson victims, had a nasty break-up with his partner, James-Henri Ossature.  There were financial issues, too.  Could James-Henri have done the dastardly deed to collect insurance and be rid of his lover?  What about the second victim, Mary-Louise Crabtree, a former queenpin?  Given her super sketchy past, maybe a former foe murdered her?  And, if that’s the case, maybe Carlos was simply collateral damage.

When we’re hired by insurance adjuster Xavier Shillingford to assist in the investigation, it soon becomes evident that professional arsonists didn’t set the fires.  As they immerse themselves in the challenging case, a host of curious characters again materializes.

Here’s a taste . . .

“Is this the Triple Threat Investigation Agency?” a soft, prickly voice asked.

. . . Crispy? Sleep slipped from my body. “It is. It’s just shy of midnight. Are you okay?”

“Yeah, sure. Which chick’s this?”

I swallowed a retort. “The one with the honey highlights.”

“And black-flow-lava eyes?”

“One and the same. The name’s JJ.”

“JJ, right.” His soft, thin whistle was reminiscent of a White-Throated Sparrow. “I tried A and he’s not answering.”

“Maybe he turned his phone off.” A wave of weariness washed over me and I leaned into a wall. “The guy’s been working long hours.”

“Maybe, but it’s not like him not to be available.”

I forced a neutral tone. “What can I help you with, Crispy?”

“I been asking around. The fire wasn’t set by anyone in my circles.”

“You mean your firebug friends?” I asked dryly.

Incendiary friends, if you don’t mind,” he gibed.

Please check us out . . .

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And Still Free on the Fifth . . .

. . . day of . . . The Connecticut Corpse Caper promotion.

It’s Rey today, hey!  It’s the last day to get Caper for free!

A week-long stay in a creepy colossal Connecticut mansion has us tripping over disappearing and reappearing corpses, hearing weird [scary] sounds from behind walls, and walking down shadowy hidden passageways.  Why?  Because seven quirky inheritors have gathered to collect their share of the money that wacky Aunt Mat left for them in her will.  And if dead bodies aren’t enough to make for hair-raising moments on a secluded storm-bound estate, how about a ghost named Fred?

There’s a clause in the will: if a guest leaves early, his or her share will be divided among those remaining.  The first one to leave—permanently—dies just hours after arriving.

Cousin JJ and my BFF Linda and I pull on amateur sleuth caps and determine to solve the mystifying murders.  We don’t do too badly, either.  Our “results” result (he-he) in the three of us opening the Triple Threat Investigation Agency and becoming professional private eyes.

Won’t you please check us out at . . .

https://www.amazon.ca/Connecticut-Corpse-Triple-Threat-Mystery-ebook/dp/B01KEDWHMG

No Whine when Ninety-Nine

Forever Poi is available for 99 cents through the 13th

Hey, it’s Rey . . . and am I embarrassed!  I thought JJ was posting about this promotion, starting May 9th, and she thought Linda was, and Linda thought I was.  OMG.  Just tattoo an “L” on our foreheads—with washable ink, of course.

It’s our third official case (and the fourth book in the series of our crazy adventures as amateur sleuths turned professional private eyes). 

JJ, Linda and I are hired to find the person responsible for torching two Chinatown art galleries, which left two bodies in the rubble.  Suspects include a self-important gallery owner with a curious if not questionable past, an art consultant as treacherous as she is beautiful, a risk-loving photographer who lives on the edge, and an up-and-coming art manager with a dicey history. 

And there are certainly a number of motives.  Take your pick: a sizeable insurance pay-out, a super ugly relationship break-up, out-and-out revenge, and/or a cover-up for past wrongdoings.

It’s a complicated case with some very precarious situations (and a few dodgy individuals you wouldn’t wanna meet in a dark alley).

Maybe you’d like to check Forever Poi out . . . ?  (We’d love—and appreciate—it if you did.)

Amazon links include: 

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https://www.amazon.com/Forever-Poi-Triple-Threat-Mysteries/dp/1079716483/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=&sr=

Five . . . Still Live

As in still available, available, on Amazon.  Hey, it’s Rey again.  For just 99 cents, you can get a copy of Coco’s Nuts.  But today’s the last day, so-o, don’t procrastinate (my new word).

The third mystery in the Triple Threat Investigation Agency series, Coco’s Nuts, finds us—still pretty much rookie private eyes—trying to prove that socialite-turned-trucker Buddy Feuer did not shoot her boss, infamous entrepreneur Jimmy Picolo.  She didn’t shoot her best friend, Eb Stretta, either.

No matter what police believe and evidence suggests, JJ, Linda and I are sure as <bleep> that Buddy was set up.  In the quest for answers, we have to deal with a slew of suspects.  A lot of people hated Picolo enough to kill him, but locating the one who pulled the trigger sure proves challenging.

Please check out how we solved this complicated (and exciting) case at: https://www.amazon.ca/Cocos-Nuts-Tyler-Colins/dp/1078374368

Four . . . Only Two More

. . . days to get Coco’s Nuts for only 99 cents!

It’s JJ today.  Linda’s doing volunteer work at the shelter and Rey’s off on a theater audition, and our Boss is running amok (don’t ask).

The three of us, aspiring P.I.s from the Triple Threat Investigation Agency, undertake our second major assignment: proving our client, once-socialite-Vassar-grad-turned-trucker Buddy Feuer, isn’t responsible for two murders.  Despite what the folks in blue maintain, she [really] had no motive to kill her boss, infamous entrepreneur Jimmy Picolo.  Nor did she murder her best friend, Eb Stretta, a fellow trucker and Picolo employee.

Yes, the evidence points to Buddy being the murderer, but we’re convinced that Buddy has been set up.  Nutty Coco Peterson, another Picolo employee, has been MIA since the murders went down, and appears to be a central piece in this perplexing puzzler.  But where is the little sh-uh-prat?

As we endeavor to uncover a killer amid another cast of curious and unconventional characters, we find ourselves in some dangerous situations—exploding bombs, for example, suggest we’ve ruffled a few feathers by asking too many questions.  Hopefully, we’ll obtain some legitimate answers before anything significant blows up . . . like us!

Coco's Nuts11111Maybe you’d like to accompany us on this challenging and thrilling ride?  If so, please check us out at: https://www.amazon.ca/Cocos-Nuts-Tyler-Colins/dp/1078374368