What to read after Spam Sushi?

After about 15 minutes, Weasel looked up to see two Honolulu Detectives enter the club. He sighed upon seeing them because he knew them well. Duki Boy and Big Sam, who in Weasel’s opinion were the biggest assholes on the Honolulu P.D. The two detectives spoke with a uniformed officer who pointed at the Weasel. Big Sam was Samoan and weighed about 270 pounds. Duki boy was smaller and only weighed 200 pounds. Both detectives stared at the Weasel and their faces lit up with delight. They began approaching Weasel’s booth while ogling the dancers who were sitting here and there. Weasel was not looking forward to what was about to begin.

As they approached the booth, Duki Boy said, “Weasel, what’s dis we hear, you been killing people in Kitty Kim’s club?”

Weasel swallowed and replied, “You know dat not be my style. I was just in here visiting my favorite dancer Bonnie Lim. Suk came by and told me to meet him in da shitter. I had nothing to do with it, I swear to you brada.”

“Witnesses say they found you leaning over the body with dope in your hand,” Big Sam announced.

“I was in da shitter getting high. When I come out Suk was lying on da floor. I knew the police would be coming so I checked his pockets fo ice. I found three bags when dem Hallies came in. Then when they turned around and split, I knew I had to get rid of da dope. So, I flushed dat shit and well, you know da rest.”

Duki Boy and Big Sam smiled at the Weasel, then Duki Boy said, “Weasel, you should have flushed the body when you flushed the dope.”

Big Sam added, “Dis look bad Weasel. No probation for you I be thinking. State prison dis time. When dem Samoans get hold of you skinny ass, dey make it so big you be able to stick a pineapple up there.”

“You got to believe me, I innocent,” whined the Weasel.

Duki Boy said, “We don’t have to believe shit. You under arrest Weasel. Stand up and turn around and we’ll do the rest.”

Excerpt from Spam Sushi, a Big Huna Novel