Chapter 37The next morning, Sara drove to Coyne Street to have a look at the house Kimo Koukalaka mentioned. Heavy dark clouds oozed across the sky. As she drove by looking for a place to park, the boarded-up house sitting under ominous skies seemed foreboding. If she found anyone to talk to, maybe a neighbor might remember Emma.
The rush hour was over. The narrow street, only a few blocks long, had emptied of cars and people. A dark sedan was parked in a driveway a couple of doors down the block. It looked dusty, like it had been sitting a while. No one loitered on the street.
Like the rest of Mo'ili'ili, the neighborhood looked to be in a stage of remodeling and upgrading. Single story houses with pitched roofs were built in the '40s and '50s to improve the lives of the local citizenry
