Of course, there's no official occult division within the confines of the Honolulu Police Department because, as far as we know, there have never been any occult killings or unsolved occult murders. So, why would they bother with me, of all people?
That's what I asked the two police officers who approached me while I sat at the Zippy's, enjoying my bento."We were supposed to call you," one officer said. "But we just happened to see you sitting here, so you kind of saved us the effort."
"You know where the main headquarters is located, yeah?" The other officer asked. "Just follow us there."
"Wow, let him finish his bento first, brah," the first officer playfully tapped the back of his hand on his partner's shoulder.
"Oh yeah, yeah," she gushed. "Go eat first; we'll be waiting outside."
Officers Kahl and Gushiken. Kahl is Middle Eastern but was born and raised in the islands. His parents weren't too happy about him becoming a police officer as they had other plans for his future. Officer Gushiken was a standout graduate of Kalani High School, finishing her senior year with honors and making the principal's list all four years. Police work was something she wanted to try straight out of high school, just to see where it would get her. Once I was done with my meal, I met them outside, got into my car, and waited for the two to pull out of the parking lot. Nearly an hour later, I was sitting in a small office in the basement of a state building off of Punchbowl rather than the HPD headquarters. The headquarters that Kahl and Gushiken referred to was this place. The sign on the door said as much O.O.O.A.M. Office Of Occult And Mysteries.
"So, what is this now?" I asked.
"These are all the cases that have never been made public, that involve missing persons, unsolved crimes, that have ties to mysticism, and spirits and all that other fucked up shit," Gushiken said.
Kahl nodded. "The authorities needed someone skilled in this area to work with the two of us to solve the unsolvable,"
"Really," Gushiken said. "No one else wanted this job, so we were picked out of the morning lineup and given this assignment. We did get permission from our boss to work with a civilian counterpart, who turned out to be you. So, here we are." She shrugged her shoulders and laughed.
"That's great, but you assume I will do this because you asked? Don't you think I have a life of my own? Wife, kids, a family? Did you guys consider that at all?" I asked.
A month later, I'm working on a case involving a pipe fitting company in Waipahu, where most Filipino workers are becoming possessed. They are literally floating in the air and speaking in the voices of children, animals, and different languages. The problem? Officer Gushiken herself is part Filipino, and in the process of the investigation, she became possessed. Great start on a new job.
...to be continued
Looking forward to the next part
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