As you read, you will either be on the edge of your seat, or leaning on a pillow late at night smiling or crying.
In early 2017 Hawaii television KHON-2 reporter Gina Mangieri had aired a two part documentary on the murders. of two little girls, one in Colorado and one in Kauai. She said her employers would not allow any mention of corruption in Hawaii or any names other than the Colorado Detective, the murder victims and the father of the murdered Hawaiian princes. This book is about a retired Detectives struggle to overcome the Hawaii political corruptive barriors, in an effort to see justice done for a 4yr old Princess that was murdered in 1993.
Pg. 2 In 1993 in a small cinder block police interview room in Thornton Colorado two men sat facing each other. One was a young man in shorts, flip-flop sandals and a flowered button up shirt. The other was a 50ish cop. He was a tired cop who had looked into the eyes of others at this same table many times. He was near retirement but there still lived a spark within his bosom, the same spark that inspired him to his profession. His spark of challenge and justice was no longer rough around the edges; it was subservient to other forces such as wisdom and experience.
Pg. 159 The Surfer told me that as he and Timmy dived and it wasn't long before Timmy's popped out of the water and the Surfer could see in eyes that he had found her,
"I saw those big brown Hawaiian eyes with tears in them."
When they met it was about 20 feet to the surface and it was the maximum Timmy could descend.
Come on just a little further, just a little further, please God just a little further. They met mask to mask, face to face, body to body. Bill the surfer gently gave his precious cargo to Timmy.
Pg. 234 "One of my field training officers referred to this phenomenon in a very politically incorrect way. He called it the "asshole alarm." I recall him explaining it to me this way: "Let me tell you something boy, not everybody has the gift. But, if you got it, you can spot an asshole a mile away. Don't have to talk to them -- don't have to know anything about them. You can just spot 'em. And you'd better hope you got the gift son, cuz if you don't, yer screwed."
Pg. 244 What kind of Police Department gives the keys to a deceased person's home to anyone especially people at a bar? It's like the PD saying, 'There's been a crime committed here and I wish you all would make a tour through the place. Please feel free to touch or remove anything you care to.'
Pg230. To be a money launderer you must be cunning and have finesse to be successful. You must be able to hide money so well that no-one can find it and if they do they will not recognize it nor will they know where it came from. If, for instance, Lloyd has a question about how to get away with money laundering all she need do is roll over in the middle of the night and ask her HI Attorney General husband who happens to be in charge of the fraud and money laundering division. In case you're wondering why efforts to locate him are not successful, Katherine doesn't use his last name. He is Hugh Jones.
Pg. 330 she was sitting in a chair talking with him. Slowly and continually her chin would drop to her chest. She struggled to raise her head back up but then it would go too far and would rest on the back of the chair. When this happened her face was looking at the ceiling. After a little while of her physical struggle to speak with and look at her son she lost her last battle. She could not keep her eyes on her son. She passed.
