Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha . . . We Kid You Not

Starting today, HA-HA-HA-HA, the fifth mystery in the Triple Threat Investigation Agency series, is available for 99 cents (that’s worth a smile, if not a chuckle).

A rash of killings has private eyes JJ, her melodramatic sometimes-actress cousin Rey, and Rey’s best friend and blogger, Linda, on a serial killer’s buddy list.  When he’s not taunting them, he’s challenging them to “play the game”—by his rules.

The GrimReaperPeeper, as he teasingly introduced himself at the end of Forever Poi, proves to be as intelligent as he is devious and dangerous.  GRP, as they not so fondly call him, leaves them calling cards … on windows, with a boy on the beach, in a neighbor’s foyer.  And, unfortunately for the trio—but fortunately for him—DNA and fingerprints are never found.

It’s not an official case, but they’re determined to solve it, despite their crafty and cunning nemesis.  Who’ll have the last laugh?  The treacherous opponent?  Or the untiring trio?

Perhaps you’re curious to find out?  Please check out . . .

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

Five, Four, Three, Two, One

A quick countdown to the last day . . .

Coco’s Nuts, the third mystery in the Triple Threat Investigation Agency series, is available for 99 cents today, the last day of the promo.

It’s Linda today (or Lindy-Loo, as Rey likes to call me too often).

As still newbie P.I.s, we become entrenched in our second paying assignment: proving socialite-turned-trucker Buddy Feuer did not shoot her boss, infamous entrepreneur Jimmy Picolo.  If that’s not bad enough, a few days later her best friend, Eb, is found dead in a nearby alley.  Oh, it gets worse: not long after that, Razor, Picolo’s assistant, receives five fatal bullets in his bulky frame.  Unfortunately, all the evidence points at our pretty client. 

In the search for answers, JJ, Rey and I deal with a sundry of suspects.  Many persons hated Picolo enough to kill him—no news there—but determining who pulled the trigger proves quite challenging.  And, apparently, the killer hates Buddy as well, because she’s been set up to take the fall.

Our detecting leads us down a few detours, like the world of high-stakes gambling and the not-so-friendly limb-breakers that reside within it.  Picolo’s daughter, Annia, owes thousands of dollars to debt collectors in Vegas and on Oahu.  Was this motivation to kill her father, so that she could collect from the will?  Or did Picolo’s son, Jimmy Junior, want to take charge of his father’s multiple and highly successful businesses?

What about nutty Coco Peterson?  A driver for Picolo, the weird little  pest (as some might call him) has been MIA since his boss’ murder.  Alas, while searching Picolo’s million-dollar Haleiwa retreat, the we discover “bits” of Coco—his tattoo and jewelry.  It appears pesty Coco is another casualty, but locating the rest of him is as difficult as proving Buddy innocent.

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On Day Five, What’s Wrong with One More High Five . . .

. . . to mark the last day of the Forever Poi promo.  It’s JJ today, hey-ho.

Forever Poi is the fourth mystery and third official paying case in the Triple Threat Investigation Agency series.  It has us—my cousin Rey, her best friend Linda, and myself—out to solve a double-arson and murder.  The big question: who torched two Chinatown art galleries and left two charred bodies in the rubble?

Are the arsonist and killer the same individual?  We’re pretty sure he/she is and as we attempt to find out who he/she is, we encounter a plethora of possible culprits.  The day before the fire, Carlos Kawena, one of the arson victims, had a rather nasty break-up with his lover-partner, James-Henri Ossature.  There were financial issues, too, which has us wondering: 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 sketchy past, might a former foe have murdered her?  If so, was Carlos merely collateral damage?

We’re hired by insurance adjuster Xavier Shillingford to assist in the investigation and it soon becomes apparent that a professional arsonist did not set the fires.  As we immerse themselves in this perplexing and complex case, we find a few more bodies lying at our feet . . . and twists and turns that have our heads reeling.  But who doesn’t welcome a challenge or three?

If you’d like to learn how we do as P.I.s still fairly new to the profession, please check us out at:

Day Four,  Only Two More

. . . days of the Forever Poi promo.  You’ve got Rey again, hey!

Me, JJ and Linda, private eyes from the Triple Threat Investigation Agency get a new case: figuring out who burned down two art galleries (and left two bodies in the ashes). 

There are a lot of suspects . . . and more bodies . . . and one crazy, but thrilling, rollercoaster ride.  We deal with a femme fatale, torch, angry exes, eager-to-please lovers, and a former queenpin, among others, and trying to pry (legitimate) info from them is no easy feat.

There’s also this dude, a big brute and associate of a double agent JJ accidentally killed, who wasn’t happy about what happened—and he decides to let JJ know exactly how not happy he is.

If you’d like to learn how we tie up the loose ends and solve the case, please check us out at:

Day Three, Not Quite Free

Welcome to the third day of the Forever Poi promo.  It’s JJ today, hey-ho.

For 99 cents, you can get a copy of our third exciting case.  In case you’re not familiar with us, we’re private eyes from the Triple Threat Investigation Agency—me (JJ), my cousin Rey, and her BFF, Linda.

Two up-and-coming art galleries are torched and two bodies found in the rubble.  We’re hired to find the arsonist by our new adjuster friend, Xavier Shillingford.  It’s a complicated and crazy case, with several possible suspects and another cast of curious characters . . .

♠  Crispy:  known island torch

♠  Cholla:  beautiful femme fatale

♠  James-Henri:  Cholla’s brother, and ex-lover and gallery partner of one of the victims, Carlos

♠  Mary-Louise:  the second victim

♠  Bizz:  a local artist with possibilities

♠  Bayat:  one of Cholla’s starry-eyed (will-do-anything) lovers

♠  Franklen:  another one of Cholla’s starry-eyed (will-do-anything) lovers

♠  Morten:  a tough-as-nails associate of a deceased double agent

♠  Race:  Cholla’s ex (one soured by an ugly divorce)

♠  Dan:  Cholla’s ex (one soured by an ugly divorce)

And the list goes on.  There are a sundry of potential reasons for a sundry of crimes.  We’re certainly kept on our still-newbie toes.  But we excel at persistence and perseverance.  LOL

If you’d like to learn how we solve the case, please check us out at:

https://www.amazon.ca/Forever-Poi-Tyler-Colins/dp/1079716483

Day Two, Bargain for You

It’s the second day of the Forever Poi promo.  Hi there.  It’s Linda today.

I’m going to keep it short and sweet, and provide an excerpt which I hope piques your interest.

For 99 cents, you can get a copy of our third case as private eyes from the Triple Threat Investigation Agency.  Someone torched two art galleries and left two bodies in the ashes.  It proves complex with many twists and turns, and suspects . . . and bodies.  Just when we’re sure we have it figured out, something unexpected happens!

“Why do you suppose he’s not returned calls?” Rey asked as we followed the Jag along Kapiolani, five cars behind. “Guilt? Sadness? A combination of?”

“Only he can answer that.”

“Who’s the woman looking very Audrey Hepburn?”

“The same one I’ve seen twice already.”

“But who is she?”

“Your guess is—”

“As good as mine, yeah.”

“Xavier mentioned a half sister. Maybe that’s her.”

“From what little I’ve seen, there’s absolutely no resemblance. James-Henri has a dumpling nose and a donut-round face.”

“And he has hazel eyes while hers are powder-blue,” I added. “I did say ‘maybe’.”

“She’s certainly very attractive. And that designer red lipstick is awesome.”

The sporty car pulled into one of three empty spaces before a row of unexceptional townhouse-condos near Ward and Prospect. Most had once been dusty pink and were now just plain dusty. I maneuvered into a parking spot on the street.

Rey scanned stores and checked her cell. “That’s Carlos’ place.”

“Really?” I looked at her, surprised. “How do you know?”

“Gail emailed just before you picked me up. She told me she’d be researching the two as soon as she got home, but had done some preliminary stuff and came across this address. Given his background and everything, she found it weird.” She appeared perturbed. “Not what you’d expect a successful gallery owner-slash-consultant to live in, is it?”

“He did have financial issues according to Ald.”

She gestured the duo. “They don’t appear to want to do much but yak and watch.”

“Maybe they know we’re back here.”

“Then why stop?”

“You got me,” I replied with a fleeting smile, keeping a vigilant eye on the two lest they shot off again.

“He must have a key.”

I concurred.

“It’s odd that Carlos lived here and James-Henri there. I mean, they were lovers, at least until recently. I can’t imagine one allowing the other to live in such a . . . a blah place.”

“Blah?” I grinned.

“Ugly. Cheap. It’s not in keeping with the lifestyle or persona he was projecting.”

“You mean successful gallery owner?” I asked dryly, noting that neither sportscar occupant appeared anxious or concerned.

Rey grunted into her cell when taiko drumming announced a call. “We got James-Henri and an Audrey Hepburn wannabe in sight. What’s up? You at the office?” She glanced at me and shrugged. After a few uh-huhs, she disconnected. “Lindy-Loo wants us to head home when we’re able.”

“Is she all right?”

“She’s something, that’s for sure,” my cousin replied flatly and gestured. “Our prey aren’t doing much.”

“Either are we,” I said regretfully.

“To hell with that.” With Reynalda Fonne-Werde melodramatic (reckless) flair, my cousin sprang from the Jeep and strode purposefully to the Jag.

If you’d like to learn how we [eventually] wrap up the case, please check us out at:

Day One, Back to Having Fun

Today’s the first day of the five-day Forever Poi 99-cent promo.

We’re taking turns, so today, you’ve got Rey.  Hey!  Poi was an exciting (and challenging) case, to say the least.  Let me give you a quick rundown.

Our third Triple Threat Investigation Agency case as official private eyes has me, JJ, and Linda out to solve a double-arson—and murder.  The perp who torched two Chinatown art galleries also left two charred bodies in the rubble. 

We think the pyro and killer are the same person but there’s a slew of possible culprits.  The day before the fire, Carlos Kawena, one of the arson victims, had this real ugly break-up with his partner, James-Henri Ossature.  There were financial issues, too. 

Maybe James-Henri was desperate to collect insurance and be rid of his lover at the same time.  What about the second victim, Mary-Louise Crabtree?  She was a former queenpin, among other things, so maybe someone she’d p’o’d in past murdered her? 

It gets pretty complicated pretty fast . . . but we love to be tested and prove that we’re skilled private eyes (even if we’re fairly new to the game, er, profession).

If you’d like to learn how we solve the case, please check us out at:

Ninety-Nine Sounds Pretty Fine

Hi, it’s Linda posting today (Rey’s on an audition and JJ’s volunteering at the animal shelter).

For 99 cents, you can get a copy of Can You Hula Like Hilo Hattie?, our first official (as in “paying”) case.

We’re hired to discover what the pretty, young wife of an elderly millionaire is up to—is she having an affair or into something nefarious?  Just as we settle into our new P.I. roles, we find the wife murdered–floating in the beautiful, sapphire waters of a secluded Oahu beach.

There are a sundry of suspects . . . but some of them soon become casualties themselves.  We’ve dealt with murderers in past, thanks to a wacky week in Connecticut at JJ’s weird aunt’s haunted mansion, so we’re not [that] surprised at some of the things we hear or encounter.  It’s one zany roller-coaster ride (as Rey called it), and what a thrilling one!

Here’s a chance for us to prove we made a sage decision in opening the Triple Threat Investigation Agency.  Perhaps you’d like to find out how we do?  Please check us out at:

https://www.amazon.ca/Can-Hula-like-Hilo-Hattie/dp/1074454073

Fa-La-La…La!

Just singing for joy – because you have one more day to get HA-HA-HA-HA, our fourth official case for only 99 cents!  Hey, it’s Rey on the fifth and final promo day.

Like Frankie once sang, I’m gonna “start spreading the news” about our exciting (kinda crazy) case that has a serial killer, GRP (The GrimReaperPeeper), scaring the <bleep> out of Oahu.  He’s leaving tortured victims alongside waterways—with a black rose, no less.

GRP wants JJ, Linda and me to play his game, by his rules. But he keeps changing them!  While we’re trying to figure out who he is (and, hopefully, stop him), we take on a couple of cases: seeing if a hubby is having “fun” on the side and if a young woman is truly being stalked.

Meanwhile, Adwin—Cousin JJ’s old “beau”—is back on the scene.  He’s interested in getting back together, but I don’t think her “sometimes boyfriend”, Cash, is too keen on seeing that happen.

Our killer—our shadow—proves to be pretty clever, even charming.  He keeps us on our toes, researching similar crimes and locating potential suspects (those that might fit the profile) . . . and attempting to stay one step ahead of him  It’s probably our most perplexing case yet . . . and certainly our most dangerous.

If you’d like to learn how we do, please check us out at:

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

Tra-La-La-La-ing Along

… on the fourth day of the HA-HA-HA-HA 99-cent promo.

HA-HA-HA-HA, the fifth mystery in the Triple Threat Investigation Agency series, has private eyes JJ (Jill Jocasta Fonne), her melodramatic cousin Rey (Reynalda Fonne-Werde), and Rey’s best friend, Linda Royale, on a serial killer’s buddy list.  When he’s not taunting them, he’s challenging them to “play the game”—by his rules.

The GrimReaperPeeper, as he introduced himself in a teasing text at the end of Forever Poi, proves to be as intelligent as he is devious and dangerous.  GRP, as they prefer to call him, leaves calling cards—on windows, with a boy on the beach, in a neighbor’s foyer.  And, unfortunately for the trio—but fortunately for him—DNA and fingerprints are never found.  They add clever and cunning to the GRP description list.

Although it’s not an official [paying] case, GRP’s obsession with the three private eyes yanks them into the chaos.  As they attempt to figure out who he is and why he leaves black roses with his tortured victims along streams and waterways, they take on a couple of other cases.  A beautiful woman, Caprize Marquessa de Sade, is sure she is being stalked.  Another woman, wealthy Hardena Antigua, is certain her young husband is seeing someone on the side.

Could it be that these two cases somehow intertwine with the killer/killings?  There’s something afoot and it’s not one of Rey’s prized Choo shoes.

Who will prove the ultimate winner in this deadly game of taunts and perplexities?  The calculating killer or the persevering private eyes?

If you’d like to discover how the trio fares, please check out HA-HA-HA-HA at:

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