The Kennedy Half-Dollar

From the glistening sands of Hawaii to the white mountains of Alaska. The Kennedy Half-Dollar delivers an eclectic and unconventional true crime memoir of nonstop action and suspense–with background music to set the mood.

About the book:

After high school graduation, Seely is forced to move out on her own. She reluctantly decides to move to Hawaii and stay with her sister until she can find a place of her own. She is offered a job at a well-known nightclub in Waikiki serving cocktails. There, she is introduced to the dark side of life.

One evening on her shift, she hears ominous words directed at Mark, the assistant manager. When she turns to see who said these words–no one is there. Then the next morning tragedy strikes. Mark is found in a cane field shot to death. Seely suspects the Hawaiian Mafia is involved, but has no solid proof.

When the Mafia starts coming after her, believing Seely knows of the murder, she finds herself plunged into a nightmare. Why are they targeting her? Could she have seen or heard something that she was unaware of? Seely knows her life is in grave danger and decides to leave Hawaii, hoping to escape their clutches–except they are informed of her moves. After many years of trying to figure out her connection with Mark's murder, Seely faces the truth.

Excerpt: 

"It's okay. I'll see you back at the apartment." Maybe? Seely wasn't sure if she would return.

She didn't know what the Dregs had in store for her, but she didn't want her friends involved in the chaos. Her heart flogged her chest, and her legs were stiff.

This could be it. My life could be over. Well, face it–what else can I do?

The door opened. "Get in, Seel." Brone stood by the car with the usual barbarous look in his eyes.

She climbed into the confined chasm, wondering if these were her last moments alive.

She opened her eyes to Brone carrying her into a ramshackle apartment building. Why is he carrying me? Did I pass out? They had to have drugged me when I got in the car. But how? I don't remember anything. Where are they taking me? Maybe I'm dead already.

Seely came in and out of consciousness. She opened her eyes again, and found herself on a scaffold-like platform in a dingy room, only seeing silhouettes around her. Someone held her arm and was putting a needle in it. She could hear and see only at times, but she couldn't move.

"You saw him, didn't you, Seel?" She could hear voices and saw bodies moving around but couldn't put it together.

"You saw him the other morning." She couldn't talk, but they continued to ask her questions.

Who did I see? What's in the needle?

The room swayed like ripples of water. "He's one of us. Did you know that? He's one of us, Seel." The sound was juddered as if coming through a fan.

Sometimes when she opened her eyes, someone was on top of her, raping her. But she didn't know who or how many there were. She was not able to move or speak; her body was paralyzed. Another body, and then another dark, eerie shadow stripped her soul. More questions–another needle in her arm–her eyes closed. They opened, and the room rippled.

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