Murder on Mokulua Drive
Author: Jeanne Burrows-Johnson
ISBN: 978-1-932926-60-6 - Hardback
ISBN: 978-1-932926-62-0 - eBook
Publication Date: February 10, 2018
Price: $29.95 (hardback)
Journalist Natalie Seachrist has experienced visions throughout her life. When she has one about a little Jewish girl escaping by boat from Denmark in a murky predawn morning, she has no idea how scenes resembling a World War II movie will impact her twenty-first century life in Hawai`i. Soon after, she and her boyfriend, homicide-detective-turned-private-investigator Keoni Hewitt, move into the Lanikai cottage she has recently inherited from her Auntie Carrie.
The warm welcome they receive from Miriam Didión (a widowed human rights activist) sets an ideal tone for life in their delightful shoreline neighborhood. By the time Natalie throws Keoni a birthday party, she has become close to Miriam and her personable housemates Joanne and Izzy, and their new housekeeper Samantha. Even Miss Una, Natalie's feline companion, has embraced the women who live next door, as she keeps watch over their property each night.
Unfortunately, the bliss of seaside living evaporates when Natalie experiences a horrifying vision of a scuba diver garroting a woman. The following morning a body is discovered in the neighbor's maid's quarters and Natalie is forced to reveal her murderous vision to Keoni's former partner, Honolulu Police Detective John Dias.
Hoping her unique skills will again prove useful, the Lieutenant asks Natalie and her twin Nathan (a psychologist) to examine the victim's journals. The decades-long commentary proves fascinating although it yields no clues. But when a nefarious suspect's body is found at Diamond Head Beach, the case appears solved.
Believing that her life of semi-retirement is back on track, Natalie plans a tour of historic Kawai Nui Marsh. Too soon the day of playing tourist devolves into a nightmare. When Keoni points out the possibility of an unexpected threat Natalie realizes that she and her new friends are caught in the cross hairs of a dangerous adversary.
Does resolution of the gruesome murder lie in the deceased's transnational past? Or in the visible present among innocuous seeming companions?