Honolulu Blues: A Gripping Thriller and Suspense Detective Novel (T. J. O'Sullivan Thrillers Book 2) by Larry Darter

Author:Larry Darter [Darter, Larry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fedora Press
Published: 2018-10-08T22:00:00+00:00

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With the Madison Edwards case behind me and nothing new at the moment, the next morning I went for a surf. Grabbing my board, I headed to Fort DeRussy Beach Park. It wasn't North Shore, the place I enjoyed surfing the most, but you could catch some decent waves sometimes. Best of all, it was only a short walk from my flat.

Passing Embassy Suites on Beach Walk, I noticed the same black sports utility vehicle with limo tinted windows crawl down Beach Walk past me for the third time. I'd noticed it the second time it passed, but it could have been a tourist looking for parking. Seeing it again a third time felt a bit sus. The vehicle stopped in the traffic lane about forty meters ahead of me. A wiry Asian guy wearing all black bounded out of the passenger door and stepped up on the footpath. He pretended to look into the window of a shop. I leaned my board against the side of the building I was standing in front of, to free my hands. When I turned back towards the guy ahead, I caught in my peripheral vision a second bloke climbing out of the back seat of the SUV. He was wearing the same black clothing and was about the same height as his mate, but a little thicker.

It was common sense to take on the guy just getting out of the vehicle first. He was the nearest threat. The other guy would need a few seconds to close the forty meters that separated us. I met the thicker guy just as he stepped up on the footpath. Even though I couldn't see his eyes because of his sunnies, his body language betrayed his surprise I was coming toward him rather than moving away. His right hand went toward his waist at the back.

I didn't wait to see what kind of weapon he was grabbing for. Instead, I punched him in the throat with a closed right fist, putting every bit of my weight and momentum behind the punch. The bones in the human face can damage the hand. It’s always better to aim a punch at the softer tissues of the neck when you can. The guy forgot for a moment what he had been reaching for. He brought both hands up to ward off a follow-up blow. Instead of another punch, I brought the heel of my right foot down hard inside his right leg at the knee. That yielded the popping sound of tendon separating from the bone. I loaded up my right side and hit the guy on the left side of the head with an elbow. That staggered him, but he didn't go down. So, I hit him again. Same elbow, same side of the head. Game over. He went down sideways like a tree felled by an ax, his legs still on the footpath, and his head and upper body in the street.

The second guy was almost on the ball.

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