Day Four, Only Two More

Hey, it’s Rey and I have an amazing guest post-er for Day Four of the Coco’s Nuts 99-cent promotion—Buddy Feuer, our pleased-as-punch client.  Take it away, Bud!

Thanks Rey.  I’ve never posted before.  Too busy helping run a Maui-based distribution company these days.  I still drive a truck now and again (like it too much to stop completely).

I hired the three private investigators when the police thought I’d killed my boss, Jimmy Picolo (who had some dubious dealings outside of his many successful businesses).  If that wasn’t enough, my best friend was killed a few days later.  And guess who they wanted to blame for that, too? 

Rey, Linda and JJ went up and beyond, I thought.  They talked to all sorts of dicey, dangerous individuals—a few who’d have liked to take them out, I’m sure.  They asked a lot of questions and wouldn’t give up searching for clues and evidence.

Coco, by the way, was a coworker who disappeared in and around the time Jimmy was shot.  He leaned toward weird and a lot of people didn’t particularly like him, myself included.   

“I’ll get back to Coco, Mr. Lookeeng Goo-ood, in a few.”

“Mr. Lookeeng Goo-ood?” Linda chuckled.

I grinned and rolled my eyes.  “Coco believed he was—is—the reincarnation of Freddie Prinze of Chico and the Man fame.  At thirty-five, given the math, this is highly unlikely, but who knows how this ‘rebirth’ thing works.  Moreover, Coco wasn’t—uh—isn’t even remotely Latin.  He’s a Hawaiian-Irish mix, courtesy of Makani Kalama and Druson Patrick Peterson, with taro-colored hair and freckled skin an odd shade of sand-beach brown.”  I sipped some of Linda’s delicious lavender-lemon iced tea.  “Jimmy Junior is—”

“No you don’t,” Rey cut in, pointing her fork and the chunk of cake it loosely held fell onto her lap, but she didn’t seem to notice.  “You can’t move on to the kid until you finish with this peculiar Coco dude.”

Linda and JJ concurred.  Coco Peterson definitely had their curiosities piqued.

My description of Coco was quite extraordinary, but very real.  Hooded bile-green eyes ogled anyone remotely female.  Apparently, when you looked into those gawking, goggling eyes you could almost feel those unusually short stumpy fingers of his clutching you with libidinous zeal.  And that tongue—he flicked it as if he were a gecko on amphetamines.  It was all the more gross because he had a gap the width of the Suez Canal between two big front teeth.  But Coco truly believed he was cute and sexy when he did that tongue thingy.

I have to laugh as I recall that afternoon when I’d first sat down with the three P.I.s  What a wise decision I’d made in hiring them.

Coco’s Nuts was a great case, according to Rey—it enabled them to develop private-eye skills, allowed her to adopt an adorable bunny named Bonzo, and got them some steady cases, even if they were wayward-hubby and missing-poodle ones.

You can check out Coco’s Nuts at:

https://www.amazon.ca/Cocos-Nuts-Tyler-Colins/dp/1078374368

NOTE: $0.99 promotions are active only in the US and UK stores.

Day Three . . . Still Me!

Hi, it’s pretty little me again—Rey!—and it’s Day Three of the 99-cent Coco’s Nuts promo.

Coco’s Nuts, the third mystery in the Triple Threat Investigation Agency series, finds us three private eyes entrenched in our second major assignment: proving socialite-turned-trucker Buddy Feuer did not shoot her boss, infamous entrepreneur Jimmy Picolo.  Bizarrely, her best friend, Eb Stretta, is found a few days later in a nearby alley.  And not long after that, Razor, Picolo’s assistant, takes five fatal bullets.  The police are adamant she’s guilty and the evidence does point to her.

Hoping to help, we contend with a slew of suspects.  A ton of people hated Picolo enough to kill him, but locating the one who actually pulled the trigger proves challenging.  Apparently, the killer hates Buddy, as well, because she’s been set up to take the fall.

Our detecting travels lead us into the dark and weird world of gambling and the “limb-breakers” that are part of it.  Picolo’s daughter, Annia, owes thousands of dollars to debt collectors in Vegas and Oahu.  Could this have been a reason to kill her father, so that she could profit from the will?  Or did Picolo’s son, Jimmy Junior, want to take charge of his father’s multiple and highly successful businesses before the old man died of old age?

Nutty Coco Peterson has to play a pivotal part; a driver for Picolo, the odd little guy (pest, some call him) has been missing since the murder of his boss.  As luck would have it, while searching Picolo’s million-dollar Haleiwa retreat, we discover “remnants” of Coco—his tattoo and jewelry.  It appears Coco is another casualty but locating the rest of him is as difficult as proving Buddy innocent.

Previously made friends and acquaintances reappear: Detective Ald Ives, a little less amiable, Faith Suren, a diner waitress, Petey May, a Big Island detective, Gail Murdock, police Administrative Specialist, Coltrane Hodgson Coltrane (Colt), an agent and romantic hopeful (on my part), and the ever-arrogant Cash Layton Jones, an agent and JJ’s short-term/sometimes lover (I don’t know what to call that relationship, I tell ya, it’s a strange one).

There’s more action and goings-on than I can list, but it’s quite an exciting—dangerous—adventure.  Maybe you’d like to check it out?  You can find Coco’s Nuts at:

https://www.amazon.ca/Cocos-Nuts-Tyler-Colins/dp/1078374368

Back tomorrow (with that guest post-er I mentioned yesterday).

NOTE: $0.99 promotions are active only in the US and UK stores.

Day Five, So Happy to be Alive

Hey, it’s Rey again.  I ended up handing over the posting reigns to Xavier yesterday (a community theater audition that took priority).  Nice guy, huh?  (And super easy on the eyes, too.)

So, it’s Day Five of the Forever Poi 99-cent promo . . . juggling two  promos at the same time can get kinda discombobulating (hope I spelled that right).

I’ll keep it short and sweet.  Cousin Jilly—you may know her as JJ—and my best friend Linda and I are hired by Xavier to learn who burned down two up-and-coming Chinatown art galleries.  Two bodies were found in the ashes and they weren’t a result of the furious flames.

There are a lot of possible perps—one of the art-gallery owners, who has a curious past, his weird half-sister, who’s as dangerous as she is beautiful, her eager-to-please lovers, and a local artist, to name a few.

Why burn the galleries?  For that matter, why kill?  Greed?  Vengeance?  Mania?  Self-preservation?  It seems any one of these reasons is viable as we enter the intriguing worlds of art and insurance.

If you’d like to find out how we solved this complex case (The Triple Threat Investigation Agency’s third official paying one), please check us out at:

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

NOTE: $0.99 promotions are active only in the US and UK stores.

Day Two – And How are You?

Hey-ho, it’s Rey, welcoming you to Day Two of the 99-cent Coco’s Nuts promo.

Our second successful (paying) case was as exciting as it was demanding and dangerous.

Our quest: find out who has set up our client, Buddy Feuer, to take the rap for two murders, that of her boss, the infamous Jimmy Picolo, and her best friend, Jeb Stretta.  Nutty Coco, Buddy’s coworker, becomes an important part of the quest when he goes AWOL—he proves to be a major piece of the puzzle.

We get pretty good at dodging danger as we attempt to figure out what’s what and who’s who.  As we do, we meet a few limb-breakers and mob types, and avoid (barely) detonating bombs.  You know, despite the danger, it was kinda fun, except maybe the times we nearly ended up victims ourselves.

Maybe you’d like to check out our crazy adventures for the awesome price of 99 cents?  You can find Coco’s Nuts at:

https://www.amazon.ca/Cocos-Nuts-Tyler-Colins/dp/1078374368

Back tomorrow (hopefully with a guest post-er)!

NOTE: $0.99 promotions are active only in the US and UK stores.

Day Four, Just Two More

Hello everyone.  This is Francis Xavier Shillingford.  JJ requested I post on the second-last day of the 99-cent Forever Poi promotion (the fourth book in the Triple Threat Investigation Agency series).

I’d hired the three private investigators to help me with an investigation into two art gallery fires that also resulted in two fatalities.  I’d heard they were new to the P.I. scene, but committed and successful (with their first two official cases).

I thought I’d share an excerpt that features yours truly and the women—I hope it tweaks your interest so you might consider checking them out.

“How’s Crispy doing on this gorgeous Wednesday afternoon?” I slipped alongside.

“Friends call me Mr. Crispy, yeah?” A wide smile displayed two tiny front gold teeth.

Rey, Linda, and JJ parked themselves on the other side of the table after I introduced them as freelance insurance investigators.

With the barest of nods and an expression devoid of emotion, Crispy popped a couple of fries into his mouth as he peered from one face to the next, then stopped on mine.

“So, Mr. Jester Crispy Risco, tell us what you know about the two gutted dwellings that up until early last night served as art galleries. They were torched, right? Were Carlos Kawena and James-Henri Ossature the targets? Or were the two bodies collateral damage?”

Jester picked at the hamburger steak with child-sized fingers, three of which were horribly disfigured, like brittle twigs. The rest of the right hand resembled a spider’s web. A long twining scar on the left hairless arm had me once wondering if it was another “reminder” of bad deeds gone wrong.  It was.  I stole a fry and eyed him closely.

When he finally spoke, his voice was soft yet prickly, like pine needles. “They know for a fact it was them two?”

“No.”

He drew a long, steady breath. “Ain’t heard anything—as you would say—noteworthy.”

“What’s un-noteworthy then?” Rey asked casually.

The lover of hot and fiery things eyed her for several seconds. Again, there was no emotion. “Not frickin’ sure. Not yet.”

“Per our call earlier, have you started asking around?” I prodded.

“You know me, A. I’m a man of my word. But you also know my contacts are bat people; they love the night. They don’t take kindly to being bugged early in the day.”

“It’s two o’clock,” Linda pointed out.

His flat face finally conveyed emotion: amusement.

“For these folks, two is early in the day.” I smiled patiently and turned back to my informant. “Call me when you get something.”

Please check out these lovely ladies (and talented P.I.s) at:

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

NOTE: $0.99 promotions are active only in the US and UK stores.

Day One, Always Fun

Doing these posts.  It’s Rey, hey.  Welcome to Day One of the 99-cent Coco’s Nuts promo.  (Ya really can’t beat that price, can ya?)

This was our second successful case—and a challenging one it was, too.  Given I’m doing all five of these promotional posts, I’ll let JJ tell you how it all got started.

Take it away, Cousin Jilly!

As beautiful as a Bamboo Orchid and as cool as an English cucumber, Buddy Feuer seemed neither fazed nor anxious, given the grave predicament.  Tall and willowy, the thirty-four-year-old former society woman turned truck driver was easy on the eyes no matter what your predilection.  A “looker” or “dish” she might have been called back in the days of gin rickeys, trilbys, and gumshoes.  Some females truly lucked out in the comeliness lottery, as unconventional, chinchilla-faced Aunt Rowena Jaye was often heard to utter about a relation or friend (with a wistful, wishful sigh).

Buddy had contacted the Triple Threat Private Investigation Agency after researching our involvement—and success—with the handling of the “Gruesome Twosome Case” (as we’d jokingly dubbed our first P.I. job) and the ensuing arrest of our client, William Pierponce Howell.  The now-deceased WP Howell had been as wealthy as he’d been eccentric (a tactful way of saying f’g zany) and the murder of his young, pretty wife was not the only crime he’d been guilty of.  HPD’s Detective Gerald “Ald” Ives had been gracious enough during a media interview to credit the agency with providing “some valid crime-stopping information”, which had led to the apprehension of the millionaire and his equally culpable (f’g zany) partner.  The truth was we’d done considerably more, but we were cool with letting HPD take credit.

Our latest assignment was fairly clear-cut: prove Buddy hadn’t murdered renowned entrepreneur Jimmy Silone Picolo III. 

Jimmy Man-I’m-Fabulously-Rich Picolo was second-generation owner of a hapu’upu’u pickling factory called Braddah Jimmy’s Pickled Aquatic Delights (who’d have guessed preserved fish cheeks and eyes could be such popular delicacies).  In addition, the shrewd man owned JSP Capital-Credit Corporation and Balz to the Walz Incorporated, a demolition-construction company that knocked down buildings as rapidly as it put them up.  There were also pet projects here and there, little businesses he absorbed or annihilated. 

Slim and trim and relatively short, Jimmy was a cross between Dean Martin and Sal Mineo in their heydays.  Over the years, the attractive man had rubbed a few people the wrong way.  You see, equally successful had been his loansharking and racketeering—excuse me, alleged loansharking and racketeering. 

We got ya curious?  Check out Coco’s Nuts at:

https://www.amazon.ca/Cocos-Nuts-Tyler-Colins/dp/1078374368

Catch ya again tomorrow!

NOTE: $0.99 promotions are active only in the US and UK stores.

Day Three, Yippee

Rey’s title, not mine, but it works, I guess.  Hi, it’s JJ on Day Three of the Forever Poi 99-cent promo.

I was hoping that Xavier Shillingford (our insurance-adjuster friend) might help me with the post today, but he has an urgent meeting with an important client on Maui.  Maybe next time.

A quick rundown re Forever Poi, the fourth mystery in the Triple Threat Investigation Agency series, in case you’re not familiar with the storyline . . .

Our third official [paying] case has me, Rey and Linda solving a double-arson and murder.  Someone torched two new Chinatown art galleries and left two charred bodies in the ashes, and Xavier hires us to find the arsonist/killer.  There are a number of persons who could be the culprit—a former queenpin, an up-and-coming artist, two very angry exes, people with perilous pasts, money-lusting individuals. A few actually end up fatalities themselves. 

It’s a winding, rolling road we travel as we endeavor to solve the mystery, and we enjoy every minute of it—except maybe when we find an aimed gun in our faces. 

I hope I’ve tweaked your interest.  Please check us out at:

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

NOTE: $0.99 promotions are active only in the US and UK stores.

Day Two, It’s Lindy-Loo

I’m so not liking Rey’s “nickname”, but what can you do?  It floats her boat.  Anyway, you have Linda on promo post patrol today.

Forever Poi, the fourth mystery in our Triple Threat Investigation Agency series is available for $0.99 through December 13th!

Instead of me summarizing our adventures, I thought I’d invite Crispy to offer his take.  Crispy, also known as Jester Risco by his family, is a local “retired” torch.

Crispy, buddy, would you like to give these people a sum-up?

Sure, Lindy-Loo, uh, Linda.  Love to.

So, peeps, I got to know the girls, uh, women from the private-eye agency after two Chinatown art galleries burned down.  They actually thought I was responsible for the fires.  LMAO   I’m good, but not a professional . . . not like this torch.

Anyhow, as a friend of Xavier Shillingford, an  insurance adjuster who hired the three ladies, I got to learn about how things were going in their mission to find the person who set the fire and killed two people before setting it. 

You know, they’re pretty good at being P.I.s.—bug a lot of people, ask a ton of questions, check out all clues, and run into some nasty folks who wouldn’t mind blowing their heads off for sticking their noses where they don’t belong. 

There’s an art-gallery owner—partner of the one that was found dead in the ashes—who’s got a weird past.  He’s got an equally weird half-sister who gets whatever she wants, whatever the cost.  She’s got some pals and partners who are pretty dicey, too; you wouldn’t want to meet them in a dark alley. 

As JJ, Rey and Linda nose around, a few more bodies fall to their feet.  It’s a complicated case, for sure, but they don’t give up.  You got to hand it to them for that perseverance; it’s outstanding.

I don’t want to give any more away, so I’ll leave it at that.  If you want a fun read—and want to get to know these pretty private eyes a little better—I recommend you check out the Forever Poi case.

On that note, I better go; I’ve got to meet my parole officer in ten.

Thanks Crispy!  Hope your meeting goes well.  I’m sure those community hours will be completed in no time.

For those who might be interested, you can find Forever Poi here . . .

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

NOTE: $0.99 promotions are active only in the US and UK stores.

Day One . . . Hey There, Hon!

Hey, it’s Rey . . . offering the first promotional post re Forever Poi, the fourth mystery in our Triple Threat Investigation Agency series.  Today through December 13th you can get the book for $0.99 (I’d say that’s a major bargain, and I love those!)

This one has us pretty private eyes—Cousin Jilly (JJ), my BFF Linda, and me—solving a double-arson and murder.  We have to discover who torched two Chinatown art galleries and left two charred bodies in the rubble.  Not an easy task, for sure!

Are the torch and killer the same person?  We tend to think so.  The day before the fire, Carlos Kawena, one of the arson victims, had a real nasty break-up with his partner, James-Henri Ossature.  There were financial issues, too.  Maybe James-Henri did the dastardly deed to collect insurance and be rid of his lover.  The second victim, Mary-Louise Crabtree, was a former queenpin.  Given that woman’s dicey past, maybe someone she riled in past could have flown over to have revenge.  If so, it’s possible Carlos was collateral damage.

We’re hired by insurance adjuster Xavier Shillingford—a real cutie, I might add—to assist in the investigation and it soon becomes pretty obvious that professional arsonists had nothing to do with this fatal fire.  We quiz a lot of curious characters as we determine who’s who, and it seems that any one of them could be our culprit.

Interestingly enough, Mary-Louise had changed her name (again) and become an artist manager.  Her new life seemed on the up-and-up, but not long after she bites the bullet, a promising new client, Bizz Waxx, also ends up murdered.  Why?  Did he learn something about her—like maybe she was involved in something illegal?  There’s also James-Henri’s beautiful—and mysterious—half-sister, Cholla Poniard, who also has ties to the art world.  As an FYI, two of her “celebrity” divorces ended with ugly consequences for the exes—and both affirm that multi-talented Cholla is a dangerous woman who has her way, at any cost.

If you’re interested in reading about our exciting case, please check us out at:

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

NOTE: $0.99 promotions are active only in the US and UK stores.

Day Five, Still Alive!

Hi there!  This is Xav.  My mom posted yesterday and when I heard what she’d done, I begged my private-eye friends to let me do it, too!

As she told you, I had a pretty serious drug problem . . . and I wasn’t even eighteen.  What I was, actually, was a mess.  You’ve probably read and heard enough about the ugly world of drug addiction, so I don’t need to repeat what you already know.  But let me tell you, it’s not a place you ever want to find yourself!

On a sweeter note, it’s the fifth and final day of the Can You Hula Like Hilo Hattie? promotion.  You can purchase it for .99 cents.  You can’t even buy a burger for that.  I say, go for it!

Besides my story, there are a few murders, dangerous drug dealers, and ornery gang members who don’t like being questioned by JJ, Rey and Linda.  Guess I wouldn’t either, if I didn’t want to end up in jail.  But they stick with it—even nearly get themselves killed—and finally figure it all out.  How cool is that?

Check us out at . . .

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