THE SCENT OF WAIKIKI
The Scent of Waikiki
A Trouble in Paradise Mystery
by Terry Ambrose
A Trouble in Paradise Mystery
by Terry Ambrose
The Scent of Waikiki (Trouble in Paradise)
Cozy Mystery
9th in Series
Satori (July 19, 2018)
Print Length: 330 pages
ASIN: B07CZ3B389
Cozy Mystery
9th in Series
Satori (July 19, 2018)
Print Length: 330 pages
ASIN: B07CZ3B389
Honolulu landlord Wilson McKenna can smell a scam from across the room.
So when one of his tenants loses everything in a work-at-home scam involving a new perfume, he’s shocked. With his wedding just weeks away, McKenna has to make a tough decision.
Does he evict a woman who’s down on her luck?
Or take time out from wedding planning to help his tenant?
So when one of his tenants loses everything in a work-at-home scam involving a new perfume, he’s shocked. With his wedding just weeks away, McKenna has to make a tough decision.
Does he evict a woman who’s down on her luck?
Or take time out from wedding planning to help his tenant?
Turning the case over to his PI-in-training friend Chance Logan seems like the perfect solution—until Chance tells McKenna he needs a wingman for a visit to fragrance entrepreneur Skye Pilkington-Winchester. McKenna’s sure he can keep everyone happy by helping Chance this one time.
But nothing is ever as easy as it seems, and soon McKenna’s up to his board shorts in hot water.
His tenant’s simple fragrance scam might involve industrial espionage, Skye’s assistant is murdered, and McKenna’s bride-to-be accuses him of having cold feet.
But nothing is ever as easy as it seems, and soon McKenna’s up to his board shorts in hot water.
His tenant’s simple fragrance scam might involve industrial espionage, Skye’s assistant is murdered, and McKenna’s bride-to-be accuses him of having cold feet.
As McKenna and Chance dig deeper, it seems so much of what they’re being told doesn’t pass the sniff test. And the only way to get his life back is to find the dead girl’s missing boyfriend, unmask a killer, and finish up in time for the wedding.
Other than that, it’s just another day in paradise.
Hey, McKenna here. I’m filling in for my author today while
he goes off and does whatever those writer types do. He said something about a
new book, lots of planning, yada, yada. Sounds like he needs to get a life.
Look at me. I’ve got a good one—now. No thanks to him.
Look at me. I’ve got a good one—now. No thanks to him.
Here’s the deal. Several years ago my life imploded and I
got kind of down.
If you want to get nosey about it, I quit my job, moved to Hawaii, and took a new job as an apartment manager at the Sunsetter Apartments.
If you want to get nosey about it, I quit my job, moved to Hawaii, and took a new job as an apartment manager at the Sunsetter Apartments.
It was a sweet deal because my apartment overlooks the beach
and I see one fabulous sunset after another. So there I was, happy being
miserable, when my writer decided I should rent an apartment to this blonde who
had great legs and gave me hugs that were a little too long and close to keep
things platonic.
Those hugs kind of woke up my happy genes, and I thought I
was on the road to recovery. But Mr. Smarty Pants Writer had to throw in a body
being thrown from a plane. All of a sudden, I’m Honolulu’s best amateur sleuth.
These days I work with a young guy named Chance Logan. We
recently finished up a case that started off when one of my tenants fell for a
work-at-home scam.
Of course, Mr. Smarty Pants Writer threw another body in
there just to complicate my life. You’d think after all these cases he’d get
the point. I’m smarter than he is, and I'm going to figure out the mystery.
But no, that’s not the way his mind works. He’s out to prove
how clever he is by making Chance and me work harder. He even tried to get me
killed once—actually, more than once. I don’t hold that against him because,
well, you know how those writer types are—limited imaginations. They can only
seem to come up with so many plots and all that other book stuff.
In my latest adventure, Chance and I had to work extra hard
because you-know-who had to mess with my personal life and my tenant’s
financial life. Truth be told, she didn’t have much of a financial life and was
barely one paycheck ahead.
The big problem is I’m getting married soon,
The big problem is I’m getting married soon,
and he
threw this case at me while my bride-to-be, Benni Kapono, was visiting.
Since I didn’t want to endanger Benni, I didn’t tell her everything that was going on,
Since I didn’t want to endanger Benni, I didn’t tell her everything that was going on,
so she got mad at me.
My writer says all these challenges are making me a better
person.
I say, listen up Mr. Smarty Pants Writer, just because you put the words on paper, don’t forget who does the heavy lifting. The next time you want me to solve a murder, ask first. Show a little respect.
I say, listen up Mr. Smarty Pants Writer, just because you put the words on paper, don’t forget who does the heavy lifting. The next time you want me to solve a murder, ask first. Show a little respect.
How about it readers? Can I get a little character-love
here?
How about letting all those writer types know they should show a little
more respect for their characters?
(comments appreciated)
Terry Ambrose is a former skip tracer who tracked down deadbeats for a living. He’s long since turned his talents to writing mysteries and thrillers. Several of his books have been award finalists and in 2014 his thriller, “Con Game
,” won the San Diego Book Awards for Best Action-Thriller. He likes cool photography, funny mysteries, and finding the oddest things while walking on the beach.
Author Links:
Website: http://terryambrose.
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