THE DUKE Part XXV Sergeant Cross looked up at both he and Jimmy, but made no comment about why the other boy was there. He simply waited, his tiny office filled by the three of them, two smallish chairs and the desk the sergeant sat behind. There was no room for...
THE DUKE Part XXIII Darren went back inside and began the real work of getting the place ready, the kind he made himself do well but didn’t like at all. The work he loved was with the people, not doing the scut work before anyone arrived, although nothing would be...
THE DUKE Part XXII The single thought that pervaded Darren’s mind, and kept him from worrying about what Sergeant Cross might say to his request to get confirmation and a date and time for the Elvis dinner, was about the weekend and what Jimmy had said....
THE DUKE Chapter XXI Darren’s father was in a rage by the time he got home from work. The rages were all founded upon the same squishy ground. Bacardi Light was the name of the ground. “Who’s this Kahanamoku character?” his father had started with. Darren was a...
THE DUKE Part XX Jimmy blasted the Spyder up the flank of Diamond Head, the Corvair’s turbocharger emitting a pleasing jet engine whine until taking the corner onto 16th Avenue. Seconds later Darren was home and Jimmy took off again. With its strange rear suspension...