“Whatever you call it, McDonald homage or Memminger original, it's pretty darned good.” Booklist
“A great readextraordinary! For anyone who lives in Hawaii, visits Hawaii, or even dreams of going to Hawaii. Oh, what the heck, it’s for anyone who loves a crackling good story!” Pat Sajak, long-time host of Wheel of Fortune
“Everything you want in a mystery-thriller: beautiful, dangerous women, ugly, even more dangerous thugs, a rash of inexplicable murders, and, best of all, two fairly unreliable canine companions, Kane and Lono. The only question is, 'when's the next one coming out?'” Bruce Cameron, New York Times bestselling author of A Dog’s Purpose
“In a long and legendary career as a crime reporter in Hawaii, Charley Memminger has met more than his share of hit men, cons, and colorful characters. They leap off the page, packing a Hawaiian punch and taking the reader to a lusty luau on the underside of paradise. Smart, funny, tough, and sparkles with insight. Stryker McBride gets my vote as Hawaii's newest hero. I hate to say it, but move over, Magnum.” Kinky Friedman
“Charley Memminger should be named Hawaii's state gem. Sorry black coral, he's just better than you are. His great first novel made me feel like I just took a Hawaiian vacation, and not your usual boring beach vacation, but a thrilling trip filled with corrupt cops and libidinous Russians.” A.J. Jacobs, author of The Know-it-All
“Memminger does for Hawaii what John D. MacDonald did for Florida: makes it come alive.” David Houle, author of The Shift Age
“Thoroughly authentic and entertaining. A fast and furious ride with unforgettable characters, hot Hawaiian nights, and a dark and dirty secret that could scar the face of America's paradise.” Andre and Maria Jacquemetton, executive producers of Mad Men
“Chilling and sometimes hilarious… Shines with a cruel brilliance and an honest hypnotic power.” Frank South, executive producer of Baywatch and Melrose Place
The novel’s protagonist, Stryker McBride, sports a bad porn name, lives on a houseboat circa Miami Vice Don Johnson, is far too sexually successful (one word, threesome), and lives in Hawaii (Magnum, P.I. marathon, anyone?). Even with a tired setup like this, Memminger creates a spirited detecto story. McBride is an ex-journalist living at the Bayview Yacht Club on Oahu with his two German Shepherds. He’s recovering from an assault that forced him into retirement and semi-seclusion; the same incident has made virtually every cop on the island hate his guts. When his high school crush seduces him in order to look into the death of her father, McBride’s bs meter lights up, only to be overridden by his dick. The rub is that the father owned a taro field which, by all that is American and capitalistic, should have been plowed under to make way for McMansions ages ago. So what gives? Ex-journalist himself, Memminger’s writing flows easily, and though McBride’s history is dense, everything remains quite clear. This is perfect for a winter’s day read because places like Kaneohe Bay, Waimanalo, and the Koolau Mountains sound awfully dreamy when it’s four degrees outside.
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Humor columnist Memminger's first novel follows a prematurely retired newsman through the paradise of the Hawaiian Islands as he unearths some old and very dirty secrets. Since corrupt Sgt. Jake Stane ended both Stryker McBride's career at the Honolulu Journal and Officer Jeannie Kai's life when he shot them two years ago, Stryker hasn't been looking for trouble. Mourning Jeannie Kai and more or less satisfied that Stane's rotting in prison, the former crime reporter has been living aboard the Travis McGee, dry-docked at a yacht club for which he's volunteered to serve as night watchman. But if trouble's going to find him, it might as well be in the person of Amber Kalanianaole Kam, the high school crush who wants Stryker to find out why her ancient grandfather Wai Lo Fat, a co-founder of Four Gates Enterprises, drowned in five inches of water in a taro field. Amber's worried that he's been the victim of foul play; medical examiner Dr. Melba McCall assures Stryker that he hasn't. So Stryker, whose every move is shadowed by obvious bad guys like Dragon Boy Danny Chung and organized crime enforcer Tiny Maunakea, starts digging, and in no time at all, he's dug up enough to ruffle the feathers of both Auntie Kealoha, the Godmother of Hawaiian crime, and Amber, who fires him and throws him out. By this time, though, Stryker, who's obviously read a fair number of books about freelance investigators, has his teeth in the case and refuses to let go. He won't be satisfied until he's traced Wai Lo Fat's death to a coverup of a shameful crime committed before he was born. Colorful characters, shaggy plotting, a seemly modicum of wisecracks, and enough expository and scenic asides for a guidebook.