I was no longer just Tangaloa Ano. From this moment on, I was kokoko; bloodthirsty, ruthless, and brutal.
Chapter Eleven
Week of the Wedding
Ihadn’t been back to the barn since the morning Aloiki banned me from Bacon’s house. I parked my motorcycle outside, next to the paddock gate. I planned my arrival for a time I knew a porn shoot would be filming, which meant that Caroline and Samantha would be restricted to the house. A rule I had implemented when I brought them home to Hawai‘i with me was that they were not to be in the barn unescorted. Not only could a barn be dangerous because of the horses and equipment, but neither one had any business being nearby when a shoot was scheduled.
And yet I’d taken a naked Caroline into the fucking shower.
I winced, my footsteps faltering as I headed to the side entrance of the shed row barn. No matter how hard I tried, I could not get thoughts of her out of my head. At night, I held one woman as I dreamed of another woman, and during the day, I played with one child while my heart bled for another. I was aware it was wrong, but I couldn’t seem to stop. The comparison was obvious, proof Maui wasn’t done fucking with me. My heartneeded to get over what I could not have, and concentrate solely on avenging the wrong done to my ‘ohana,my family.
Because Kaleawasmy ‘ohana. Regardless of what she’d done and why, she was still my responsibility and under my protection. She should have been four years ago too, and I would not allow my failure to continue.
Squaring my shoulders, I entered the barn. This was about Kalea, not Caroline, and I would not allow myself to get distracted. Despite the fact that the house was just over a mile’s walk down a dirt path.
Moans, grunts, and slaps of flesh echoed off the newly renovated walls. I followed the noise to one of the first stalls where a red tent was sliced open to reveal the interior, the extra flaps spread wide to help cover up the stall and lighting equipment. Inside was an older man and woman, maybe in their forties or fifties, and a younger man and woman in their late teens, early twenties. I recognized Uric, the younger man. He was a surfer with the body of a football player and a college student at UH Manoa. The older woman looked vaguely familiar, but Aloiki had a variety of people employed who came in only for specific scenes or when he needed extra bodies. There was a good chance I’d seen her before.
The older man was fucking the younger woman from behind. On her hands and knees with a pile of sleeping bags and discarded camping gear around her, she had her head bent over Uric, who was on his back while the older woman who looked familiar rode his dick. I eyed the camping gear in confusion, trying to guess the premise behind the scene. We occasionally did a Girl Scout or Boy Scout naughty camping trip or a Girl’s Night Camping Orgy, but the specific ages of the four participants was throwing me.
Next to me, Kayl glanced over his shoulder. He must have seen my confusion because he said, “Stepfamily Camping Trip. Parents got their teens drunk and then fucked them.”
That would be what the title of the shoot would be, anyway.But Aloiki was meticulous about verifying all his actors and actresses were over the age of eighteen. Hollywood did it all the time too, having twenty-somethings play sixteen year olds in a high school drama.
I glanced down at the girl getting fucked by her “stepfather”. She could easily be mistaken for fifteen or sixteen. I’d be surprised if she was actually a day over nineteen. Then again, her hair was up in pigtails, she had very small tits, and I had no idea if those braces were real or a prop.
Uric’s and the girl’s lips broke apart long enough for the girl to moan, “That’s it, Mommy. Ride my stepbrother’s fat cock,” and then they started kissingSpider-manstyle again.
I shook my head. I certainly had no room to talk when it came to getting aroused by someone younger than me, but the family mixed with the stepfamily bit was a little much for me. They wouldn’t cross the incest line, even though the actors were not related, but still.
“Are you going to stand here and whack off or are you going to attend the meeting I actually called you here for?” I asked him without any real ire.
Kayl snorted. “Nah. Neither one actually does it for me.”
We were standing far enough away from the stall that we could talk, but we still had to keep our voices down. The mics were very sensitive, which was why we couldn’t shoot two scenes in different stalls at the same time. If we’d known the barn was going to become the new location for the porn studio when we’d renovated, we probably would have added some soundproofing for efficiency.
He followed me down the hall to the room where I’d been staying. “Met this girl down at Yooko’s. I don’t know, brah. I think she might be the one.”
I raised an eyebrow, not really in the mood for small talk, but it had been a hot minute since Kayl and I had actually seen eachother in person. He was my oldest friend, aside from Aloiki. “Oh, yeah?”
“Hair like silk and the body of a goddess. So she fucks other men for a living,” he shrugged off. “She doesn’t believe in gun rights, and she’s dating a cop. We’ll figure it out.”
Neo was already sitting on my bed, or the bed I’d been sleeping in when I’d lived out here. Not really sure I could lay claim to this room or the bed anymore, but since no one else was using it, I didn’t think it mattered. Lucifer was at the kitchen table. I was surprised to see Bacon holding up the wall on the other side of the bed from the entrance. I hadn’t called him here. Neo, I needed their tech skills, and I wanted Lucifer’s advice. Kayl was a cop and would have faster access to DNA results than the private lab on the Mainland. So Bacon was certainly a wild card in this equation.
Not wanting to leave Kayl’s love life hanging, I said, “I wish the two of you luck, brah. Are you bringing her to the wedding?”
Kayl shook his head. “Since I can’t make the ceremony, it didn’t make sense for her to go without me.” He stepped aside so I could close the pathetic excuse for a door I had installed. It at least made the slapping sounds from down the hall less intrusive. “If I have time between my shift ending and getting to the reception, maybe. Lu said she planned for a few extra heads in case there were any plus-ones that failed to RSVP.”
I nodded. I should care about Kayl’s involvement with this girl, but I had too much on my mind right now to give it my full attention. “Well, I hope I get to meet her soon.” I turned to Bacon. “What are you doing here?”
The SAA looked bored as he answered. “You called for a secret Council of Elrond. I was curious.”
“The Council of Elrondwasa secret meeting,” Neo informed Bacon without looking up from their laptop. “You basically just called this a secret, secret meeting.”
Bacon glared down at the Tech. “I watched the movie once?—”
Neo gasped, appalled. “The horror! We’re having a movie marathon. I’m texting Holly right now!”
Bacon’s eyes narrowed. “Why do you have my little owl’s number?”