The Fifth Herewith

Welcome to the fifth and final day of the free Can You Hula like Hilo Hattie promotion.

As novice P.I.s, we accept our first official assignment: uncover the secret an elderly millionaire’s pretty, young wife is harboring.  Is she having an affair, as hubby believes?

If JJ, Rey and I succeed, our newly founded business, The Triple Threat Investigation Agency, will prove a viable venture.

There’s a twist, though: the wife is found murdered along a beautiful, desearted Oahu beach.  And there’s a secret all right, one of many, and they don’t all belong to the poor deceased woman.  Who of the unconventional cast of characters is the murderer?  As we attempt to fit puzzle pieces together, we stumble across several more bodies.

What seems an easy task becomes anything but.  We’ve dealt with a sundry of murders and murderers in past, thanks to a wacky week in Connecticut, but this new set of quirky personalities proves challenging if not taxing.  Nevertheless, we have enough faith in our budding P.I. talents to persevere and unscramble clues.

Here’s an opportunity for us to prove we made a wise choice in becoming bona-fide detectives.  But can we do it before the murderer strikes again?

Feel free (he-he) to check out the free (he-he) promotion at:

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

Going Forth with the Fourth

It’s Day 4 of the free Can You Hula like Hilo Hattie promotion.  My BFF, Rey, loves that word f-r-e-e; she’s been trilling it all morning long.

Hula marks our first official case as private investigators; we’ve been hired to find out what secret a millionaire’s pretty, young wife is keeping.  Unfortunately, before we discover what it is, she’s found floating in the Pacific.  And the secret?  It’s one of many, and not all hers.

Instead of providing a synopsis today, here’s an excerpt:

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?

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The Third – Have You Heard?

Can you Hula like Hilo Hattie is free on the third promo day!

It’s Linda again today (Rey’s on monk-seal volunteer duty today and JJ’s at the animal shelter).

In Hula, we’ve become official private investigators and established the Triple Threat Investigation Agency (the name, by the by, was Rey’s idea).

And we have our first official paying assignment: to discover the “secret” of an elderly millionaire’s young, pretty wife.

It seems clear-cut . . . until she’s found floating in the stunning sapphire waters of a deserted beach.  The three of us endeavor to uncover the killer amid a cast of curious characters and do uncover a few secrets, but not all belong to the deceased wife.  A few bodies fall at our feet, too.  What initially seemed a simple case evolves into a complicated one.

While piecing together the puzzle, we take a few detours—to the sordid and dodgy domains of drug pushers, informants, and gangs.  These folks are serious game players who play for serious keeps.

If you’d like to find out how we fare, please check us out at:

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

The Second has been Beckoned

The second day of the free Can You Hula like Hilo Hattie promotion has arrived—beckoned like a mound of banana-mango shave ice on a 90-degree day.

Hula marks our first official—paying—case as private investigators.  My best friend, Rey, and her cousin, JJ, have been hired to find out what a millionaire’s pretty, young wife is up to.  Unfortunately, before we discover what that is, she’s found swimming in the ocean . . . face down.

Our case takes us to a variety of places, some dingy, some dangerous.  We meet gang members, drug dealers, and a druggie (who we attempt to get back on the straight and narrow).  JJ also meets a dark and handsome stranger who fixates on her.

A few bodies cross our paths, too, and we scramble to piece together a rather bizarre puzzle.  It’s a wild ride, as Rey just said (with a slap to the back and a theatrical  wink), or madcap as JJ just threw out (with a thumb’s up).  <LOL>

Maybe you’d like to check out how our professional sleuthing skills develop?  What have you got to lose?  Not one penny . . . because it’s free.

Aloha Sunday.

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

Immersed in the First . . .

. . . day of the Can You Hula like Hilo Hattie promotion.  It’s free!

It’s Linda on post patrol for the duration of the Hula promo (which runs today through the 17th).

It’s our first official case as professional private investigators.  We even have our own agency on Oahu: The Triple Threat Investigation Agency.  It was Rey’s idea to become P.I.s, as was the name suggestion; given JJ and I rarely, if ever, win when it comes to Rey, we went with it (with rolls of the eyes and sighs).

The three of us have been hired to uncover the secret of an elderly millionaire’s pretty, young wife.  There’s a dark twist though: pretty, young wife is found dead in the waters of the Pacific.  And there’s a secret all right, one of many and not all hers.

As we’re collecting clues, we trip across a few bodies along the way . . . with a sundry of suspects to choose from.  There’s a crazy druggie, a weird drug dealer or two, and a crotchety gang member or three.  We do make some enemies, but we also form a few friendships.

What seems a straightforward task becomes anything but.  Thanks to a bizarre week in Connecticut, however, we’re used to dealing with murderers and quirky personalities.  And we have enough faith in our developing talents to persevere and solve this challenging case.  As Rey called it, it’s “one heckuva fun ride”.

Maybe you’d like to find out just how much fun?  Here are some Amazon links courtesy of our Boss:

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https://www.amazon.com/kindle-dbs/entity/author/B01KHOZAL2?_encoding=UTF8&node=618073011&offset=0&pageSize=12&searchAlias=stripbooks&sort=author-pages-popularity-rank&page=1&langFilter=default#formatSelectorHeader

Have a marvelous Saturday!

1, 2, 3, 4, 5 . . . 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

Yeah, no rhyme or reason re the title, but it seemed as good a one as any . . . because it’s Day 5—the last one—of the free promotion of The Connecticut Corpse Caper!

If you like old mystery movies with creepy mansions, hidden passageways, and multiple corpses, Caper’s for you.  And solving this caper proves both challenging and exciting . . . and maybe a little scary, too.  Okay, maybe a lot scary.  <he-he>

Hey, with a description like this of eccentric Aunt Mat’s place, how could you not have a thrill or chill or two?  (You just know something major is going to happen!)

“Hell” was the best word to describe the Moone Connecticut estate. The mansion resembled a demon’s lair and could serve as a horror film director’s dream setting. Dark and untamed, it promoted an underworld quality. Yet everything on the sweeping grounds also held a sense of harmony, as if the neglect, almost perfect in its precision, had been carefully executed.

A thick arc of dead rosebushes encircling a lopsided fountain of capering cherubs boasted stark, disconcerting symmetry while a large overrun garden, lifeless herb patch, and circular clump of dogwood possessed an oddly unsettling order.

Situated on the far eastern corner of the estate was an elaborate stone gazebo enfolded by lifeless ivy twisted like sinewy, arthritic arms. Beyond it stood a perfectly aligned grove of cedars. With its unique aesthetic quality, the land was reminiscent of Futurist artist Giacomo Balla’s later figurative works.

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Not Too Many More, We’re at Day Four

Day Four of the free (!) promotion of The Connecticut Corpse Caper . . . featuring me (lovely Rey), my cute Cousin Jilly (also known as JJ), and my BFF, Linda (she’s a peach).

That crazy week there motivated us three to become professional private eyes; for three non-detectives, we did an awesome job solving the “case”.   Here’s a summary that Linda wrote a wee while back:

A week-long stay in a creepy oversize Connecticut mansion is awash with hidden passageways, disappearing and reappearing corpses, and seven quirky inheritance recipients.  And if that’s not enough to make for hair-raising moments on a secluded storm-bound estate, how about a ghost named Fred that roams the hallways?

A stipulation in the will of JJ’s eccentric aunt: 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.

People soon start dropping like flies.  Donning amateur sleuth caps, we endeavor to solve the mystifying murders.  Others jump in, and the bumbling and stumbling—and mayhem—begin.

Yeah, I like that.  Good work, Lindy-Loo!

Please check us out at:

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

 

Free, Free, Free . . . Three, Three, Three

Hey there, it’s Rey, and we’re entering Day Three of the FREE promo—that’s right, F-R-E-E.  For $0 you can get a copy of The Connecticut Corpse Caper.

What can you expect?  Lots of entertaining excitement and eerie events.  A real haunted antebellum mansion, murder and mayhem (with several corpses found in the oddest of places), and a slew of zany suspects.

The crazy happenings inspired JJ, Linda and me to set up shop on Oahu and become official P.I.s.  We’re very proud of the Triple Threat Investigation Agency and are doing pretty decent, if I do say so myself . . . and I do.

Please check us out at:

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

Day Five, One More High-Five

Hey, it’s Rey again!

Welcome to Day 5 of The Connecticut Corpse Caper promotion. It’s FREE one last day—today.

Caper set the stage (in more ways than one) for JJ, Linda and me becoming official private eyes.  We solved a murder (a few, actually) during a crazy week at our Aunt Mat’s old, super creepy mansion!

We actually had to stay there a week to collect on an inheritance.  Almost from the moment we got there, bodies started dropping.  Strange sounds flowed through walls and dark hallways, and we traveled along a few long damp passageways.  It was a puzzler, trying to figure out who the killer was.  And, man, did we uncover a few bizarre “secrets” along the way.

Maybe you’d like to check out our escapades (as JJ’s former boy-toy called them)?  We’d love it if you did.

https://www.amazon.ca/Connecticut-Corpse-Triple-Threat-Mystery-ebook/dp/B01KEDWHMG/ref=sr_1_2?dchild=1&qid=1604758403&refinements=p_27%3ATyler+Colins&s=digital-text&sr=1-2

Day 2 . . . For You

Hi there.  Welcome to Day 2 of The Connecticut Corpse Caper promotion—it’s FREE from Nov 8 – 12.

JJ liked yesterday’s post, so here I am again—Adwin, her ex-boyfriend.

Quick rundown: Caper had several of us staying at JJ’s eccentric aunt’s haunted mansion for a week—anyone who could last the week would luck in re the inheritance.  If anyone left before then, their share would go into the pot. 

I thought I’d share a moment (one of many, let me tell you) when things started getting, well, excitingly scary.  Take it away, JJ . . .

Later, after dinner and a few treks upstairs, we adjourned to the Drink & Death Room, as Linda called the drawing room. We were sipping mint tea and avoiding eye contact, ensconced in those little Zen zones we’d become quite familiar with in the last twenty-four hours, when ghost-like booing started to flow softly around us like milkweed filaments propelled by a westerly wind.

“How Abbott and Costello,” Linda commented.

“That explains why Jensen didn’t show up for dinner,” Percival said with a roll of his eyes, jerking a thumb upward. “He’s hovering near a vent, doing a Casper impression.”

“It’s kinda lame,” Rey sniffed, pouring more tea into her cup.

“Why don’t we sneak up on him and give him a scare?” Linda suggested, standing. “I don’t want him thinking he can get away with this all night.”

“If the lot of us ‘sneak up on him’, we’d hardly catch him unawares,” Prunella pointed out dully.

Rey threw back her tea. “Let’s give it a try. If it doesn’t work, it doesn’t work. We’ll get back at him with our original plan.”

“Never mind the fact there have to be hidden rooms and walkways in an old place like this,” Linda added with a nod.

“Let’s split up,” I proposed. “Rey and Linda can take the west wing. Adwin, you and I will take the east. Prunella and Percival could-“

High-pitched staccato laughter echoed throughout the dwelling.

Linda snorted. “Geez, now we’ve got freaking Fred Flintstone’s Uncle Giggles running amok.”

Percival looked blank, but Adwin and I laughed.

“Okay guys, let’s do as my cousin suggested and take different parts of the house,” Rey said, stepping past.

I grabbed her forearm. “Let’s not make too much noise. We want to surprise him.”

“How’re we going to see anything? We can’t exactly go turning on lights if we’re aiming for the element of surprise,” Adwin pointed out.

“Let me get those flashlights we put back in the pantry earlier.” Percival strolled from the room; a man with a target.

I know the women would love it if you check out how they got interested in pursuing private-eye careers.  You can find Caper here:

https://www.amazon.ca/Connecticut-Corpse-Triple-Threat-Mystery-ebook/dp/B01KEDWHMG/ref=sr_1_2?dchild=1&qid=1604758403&refinements=p_27%3ATyler+Colins&s=digital-text&sr=1-2

Not sure who’s here the next day . . . it may be Rey.