womanâs emotions.
Ben slumped in the passenger seat of Stormâs car. âIâd better get home.â
âWant me to call your mom and tell her youâre with me?â
âNo.â Benâs voice was much more abrupt than it needed to be, and Storm once again wondered about the dynamics between him and his parents. There were secrets in that family, and Uncle Milesâ warnings about family secrets and how no one came out on top in a bitter divorce chafed like sand in a bathing suit.
Chapter Fourteen
Ben had only monosyllabic responses to any of Stormâs attempts at conversation on the way back to Haleiwa. He did direct her down the street where Nahoa lived, and they crawled past his dark, closed cottage. Two newspapers in their waterproof plastic bags sat on the front step where the paperboy had tossed them. It was obvious no one was home.
Storm dropped him off at the townhouse where he and Stephanie lived and declined a polite, but perfunctory invitation to come in. On the way from Haleiwa to Laniakea, she stopped at the Food Town and bought a few grocery items, but her mind was occupied with whether sheâd been as moody as Ben, Goober, and Sunny when she was their age. Sheâd probably been worse.
At sixteen, she had endured the Big Island police departmentâs scrutiny for allegedly cultivating pakalolo , which she was definitely doing; they just hadnât located her patch in the sugar cane fieldsâyet. Aunt Maile and Uncle Keone didnât doubt her activities for a minute, so they shipped her to Oâahu, Miles Hamasakiâs household, and a much stricter high school. At seventeen, she was depressed enough to flirt with the idea of ending the struggle like her mother, with a bottle of pills. If it hadnât been for the Hamasakis, Aunt Maile and Uncle Keone, sheâd have checked out.
With those thoughts, the beach cottage felt empty and lonely. She poured Yoshidaâs Teriyaki Sauce over a chicken breast and settled it on the grill, then went back inside to call Hamlin.
âDonât you ever check your phone?â he asked her.
Sure enough, there were four messages on her mobile phone. âI didnât hear it ring. But I was running around quite a bit.â
âWere you back in the mountains?â
âYes, Nahoaâs girlfriend, Sunny, shares a house with some other surfers in Pupukea. The signal is probably weak back there.â She went on to tell him about how Nahoa hadnât shown up for a date Monday, so she and Ben had gone to talk with Sunny. She also filled him in on her cousinâs reputation with women, the upcoming tow-in surf contest, and Stephanieâs fears.
âWhen are you coming back to town?â
âCould I talk you into coming out for the tournament?â
âWhen does it start?â
âFrom what Stephanie told me, the holding period started today and the surf is coming up. If the swell is big enough, theyâll start the qualifying round Thursday or Friday afternoon.â
âIâve got two depositions on Friday, but I could leave town around five. Come back and weâll drive out together.â
âI want to hang around and see if I can find Nahoa. Iâm worried about him.â
âYou need to talk to the police.â
âI did. I talked to Brian Chang.â She told him about Matsumotoâs injuries and how she wanted to ask some of the locals if heâd received a package like Nahoaâs.
âStorm, I worry about you out there alone, asking questions.â
âChances are, Nahoa pissed someone off over a woman. Heâs probably lying low for a while. Iâm mostly just going to surf. If Iâm lucky, Iâll see him. At least Iâll see some of his friends.â
âBe careful, okay?â
âI will and Iâll talk to you tomorrow.â
The next thing on Stormâs list was to touch base with Leila and see if sheâd
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