Wailea, Maui
Before The Explosion
“My name is Joseph. Joseph Pokipala. I’m here to meet a guest at the Hoʻomaha Villas. I was told I had to check in to the front desk first before I’m allowed on to the premises.”
The slight sweat beading down his face betrayed his nervousness. He only hoped the hotel employee didn’t notice and overlooked his anxiety.
“Which villa are you visiting sir?” the front desk agent asked pretending to be nonchalant although the patron requesting information seemed beside himself.
“I really don’t remember,” he uneasily replied.
“Well, if you aren’t able to tell me the villa number, then can you tell me the guest’s name and I can look it up?”
“I… I…”
Joseph awkwardly grabbed his neck, not knowing what to say. The front desk agent stared until he realized
