The Hit

Someone's ordered a hit on McGarrett – but which one?


Honolulu: August 15, 2010

In a nondescript building on the outskirts of town, a group of men met to take care of business. For the most part, they knew why they were there. Someone was causing problems for them and with a big shipment arriving in the few weeks; they needed all obstacles out of the way.

Their main obstacle went by the name of McGarrett. He'd been blocking their plans of the systematic takeover of various businesses in the warehouse district as well as sticking his nose where it didn't belong.

"I want McGarrett dead," Suit Guy #1 said. "He's ruined my plans for the last time."

"Which one; there's like three of them," one of the men said.

"Obviously the one calling the shots," Suit Guy #2 said. "We don't care how it's done, but McGarrett has to be out of the picture before that shipment arrives in a few weeks."

The problem with finding the McGarrett who was calling the shots was nearly impossible, never mind that there were three of them and any or all of them could be calling the shots. The point was that a McGarrett was in the way, and said McGarrett had to be taken care of.

"How much?" another of the other men asked. "Killing a McGarrett here is bound to bring the heat. And fast."

Suit Guy #1 motioned for one of the guards to open a suitcase to reveal some money. "There's 25 thousand now and another 50 thousand once the kill is confirmed."

There were whistles throughout the room. "That's a lot for one man? What's so important about him?" a third gang member asked.

"Doesn't matter what's important about him," Suit Guy #2 said. "All that matters is that whoever kills him will be rewarded handsomely." The man waved his hand and the guard handling the money closed the suitcase and followed his bosses out of the warehouse.


After the meeting, a call was made. Someone needed to warn McGarrett he was in danger. Someone needed to warn the entire McGarrett family because they were all in danger.

"Chin, we got a problem…," the man said. "There's a shipment due in a few weeks and a hit's been ordered on McGarrett."

"When is it going to happen?" Chin asked.

"I don't know. I don't even know which McGarrett is going to be taken out," the man replied. "That family needs to be protected."

"Steve's on the mainland, so he's okay," Chin said. "I'll get some people to head over to the restaurant to look out for Mary and John. Watch your back, Sid." Chin ended the call.


After Chin Ho Kelly learned of the hit placed on someone in the McGarrett family, he slowly added protection for Mary and John McGarrett. The father and daughter had to be told, but until he knew for sure who was going to kill them and when, all he could do was to make sure they were safe.

The first changes that were made were with restaurant employees. Chin needed to know who they were and if they could be trusted to truly look after the McGarrett's. He was pretty sure he could get his cousin Kono in as waitress because not many people knew she was in the police academy. He already knew that Kamekona, his old confidential informant, had been moonlighting as head cook, so he was covered in the kitchen. He also knew he was covered at the bar when he learned that John's old Navy buddy, Joe White, had been tending bar while 'on vacation'. Chin made a note to speak with him privately about the hit and to ask him if he knows anything about it.

However, there were three people Chin was unsure of – the new piano player in the lounge, the second bartender and one of the waitresses. Chin needed to check them out.

"Williams, I got a job for you," Chin called out to his new partner.

Danny Williams, formerly of Newark, New Jersey, had been with Honolulu Police Department for nearly six months. The Captain put them together in hopes that Chin would show him the ropes of how things were done on the Islands. So far, they seemed to be working well together.

"What's up Chin?" Danny asked as he put down his cocoa puff.

"Got word from CI that a hit's been put on my old training officer, and his family," Danny nodded his head. "Only thing is," Chin continued, "I don't know when the hit is to be carried out, who is actually going to be killed or who's going to do it."

Danny knew all about loyalty to brothers in arms and all that jazz. He didn't bother to point out there were others, who handled stuff like that he dove right in. "What do you want me to do?"

Chin laid out the plan he set in motion earlier in the day. He told Danny some background information about the McGarrett family and their restaurant.

"John McGarrett, the former police officer turned restaurant owner. He was in the Navy during Vietnam, became a police officer and then retired and started a restaurant with his wife, Doris. Doris was killed two years later in 1992 in a car accident. John shipped his children to the mainland to live with other family and threw himself into his own investigation into her death because he was convinced her death was a murder and not an accident."

"They have any kids?" Danny asked.

Chin nodded his head.

"Steve and Mary Ann. Steve more or less followed in John's footsteps. He joined the Navy as soon as he was old enough – attended Annapolis, 5 years with the SEALs, 6 years with Naval Intelligence. He was honorably discharged when John had his heart attack in 2007. That's also when Mary Ann came back to the Islands. They care for John, he gets well enough that Steve and Mary don't always have to be around so Steve ends up in politics representing Hawai'i as a State Representative in Washington DC and Mary takes over running the family restaurant."

He told Danny how he had another of his CIs working on getting information about a big shipment that's due in and how they will probably need to coordinate with the DEA and ATF once things move forward more.

"I also need you to check out a few of people who work at the restaurant," Chin said. Danny grabbed a pad of paper to write down the names of the people. "The piano player, Max Bergman, a female bartender by the name of Lori Weston and a waitress by the name of Jenna Kaye."

"You think one of them is behind it?" Danny asked once he's finished writing the names down.

Chin shook his head and while giving a half shrug. "I don't know, but I'd like to know about everyone who works there. Keeping Mary and John protected is my virtually my top priority until we find out more."

"What about the other McGarrett?" Danny asked, "Shouldn't he be told about what's going on?"

Chin sighed. "He needs to know, but I don't want to tell him without having all the facts. I know the questions he'll ask and 'I don't know' is going to be an answer he wants to hear."

Danny nodded his head in agreement as he finished his cocoa puff. "I'll get on with checking out these people," he pushed away from his desk and stood up.

"Danny, try to keep this under wraps…," Chin requested. Danny nodded his head and walked away.


September 20, 2010

At three am, Chin got a frantic call from Mary Ann McGarrett. John wasn't home and it was well past closing time at McGarrett's. She said she was currently at the restaurant and was going to see if he crashed on the couch in the back office.

"Oh my God, Chin! The place is a mess! Papers all over and there's blood! So much blood!" Mary screamed over the phone.

There was another scream and Chin heard shuffling while Mary continued to yell and fight off her attackers. After about three minutes the line went dead.

Chin jumped into action. He called for backup and gave the address of the restaurant and along with specific instructions for them not to enter until he gets there.

Then he called Danny.


At 3:15 am, Danny blindly reached for his ringing phone. "Williams…," he mumbled into it.

"Sorry to call so late, brah," Chin said, "but I need all hands on deck for this. Something's happened in the case I told you about."

Danny was instantly awake. He'd been working non-stop getting information on the people Chin told him about. Finding out about Lori and Jenna had been hard and tiresome. In fact he was still waiting for information so he hadn't gotten around to checking on Max Bergman.

"What happened?" Danny asked.

"Just got a call from Mary. It's not good. Meet at iMcGarrett's/i in five."

By the time Chin and Danny arrived, the place is swarming with police and the Medical Examiner's van is parked in the alley behind the restaurant.

"What the hell is going on?" Chin demanded. "It's a madhouse!" He spotted an officer he knew and pulled him to the side. "I gave specific instructions for no one to enter until I got here!"

"Sorry, Lieutenant," the young officer said. "Someone called 911 and reported gun shots and then there was another call about screaming. That was about two minutes before your call came in."

Chin sighed." Thanks. Try to keep others from coming in." He motioned for Danny to follow him in.

Danny cast a sympathetic glance to the officer and followed Chin into the ruckus of the restaurant. If Danny thought outside was a madhouse, then inside was surely an out of control circus. Out of nowhere there was a whistle and the room was quiet.

"Okay, I need the responding officers, the ME and CSU. Everyone else, kindly exit the way you entered," Chin said.

One by one the officers and other detectives filed out of the restaurant the way they came. Chin and Danny made their way through the kitchen to the back office. They were met by the two responding officers.

"Lieutenant Kelly…Detective Williams. I'm Officer Anka and this is Officer Paola."

Chin nodded his head. "What can you tell us?"

"At 2:50 am I responded to a call of shots fired. This is my usual patrol area and I was two minutes away so I came," Officer Paola said. "Not more than a minute later, I pulled up to the front and noticed Jack's car. Everyone knows the Marquis, so I kept going and was going to check the alley way. I checked there and nothing was out of the ordinary. I called that in and went back with my patrol."

"That's where I come in," Officer Anka continued. "I heard the call about screams coming from here and I was coming from the other end of Piikoi Street. The call about shots fired was fresh in my mind. When I got here I saw a black van with papers plates speed out of the alley. I check to see where it came from and the back door to iMcGarrett's/i was wide open. I called it in and proceeded to check it out."

"Did you happen to see Mary McGarrett?" Danny asked.

Officer Anka shook his head. "I didn't see anyone. I got about ten feet into the kitchen from the backdoor and I could see blood on the wall coming from or going towards the office. I called for everyone else to come after that."

Chin nodded his head. "Thanks. Can you leave your statements on my desk as soon as possible?" The officers nodded their heads. "Where's the M.E.?"

"Back with the body," Anka said with a shake of his head. "Some new guy. Max something or other. It's not pretty back there at all."

Danny and Chin nodded their heads and went to the office. When they got there, Chin swore under his breath. Anka was right. Mary was right. Not pretty at all. It was a God-damned bloodbath in the tiny office.


Max Bergman, the sometimes piano player in McGarrett's Lounge, was the newly appointed Medical Examiner. Danny would have known this had he not been given the run around in trying to find information on Lori Weston and Jenna Kaye.

"What have you got, Doc?" Danny asked as he glanced around the office. He noticed the pictures off kilter on the walls, the filing cabinet in disarray and the couch cushions shred to bits.

Max pushed his glasses further up his nose and looked at who addressed him. "Ahh Lieutenant Kelly…Detective Williams."

"Max Bergman?" Chin asked. "You're the new M.E.?"

"That is correct Lieutenant Kelly," Max replied. "Though I am surprised that you didn't know that. I thought Kono would have told you. I saw you speaking with her several days ago and Mary says you're cousins."

Danny raised an eyebrow. He hadn't known that Chin brought his cousin in on this. He knew he was going for someone who was fresh and no one would suspect was a cop. With the identity of the piano player now established, Danny had one less person to check up.

Chin shook his head. "She didn't tell me." He couldn't take his eyes off the near mutilated body of Jack McGarrett.

Danny stepped forward, placing himself in front of Chin and the body. "What can you tell us about him?"

"Jack McGarrett is, I'm sorry, was the owner. He was stabbed several times, shot in the knees, the chest and stomach. On my way in, I noticed three .44 caliber casings. I followed the blood from the back kitchen door, through the office and it stopped in front of the closet." He pointed behind him.

Chin and Danny listened as Max continued to tell his preliminary findings. "It is hard to tell what the actual cause of death was. I'll know more once I do the autopsy."

Chin nodded his head. "Do you think it's possible for all of this blood to come from him?"

Max looked around. "You are wondering if any of this could Mary's blood." Chin nodded his head. "I am not sure. I will run tests and let you know." Chin nodded his head again and left the room.

"Thanks Max," Danny said as he followed Chin


Chin was in the kitchen with his phone to his ear. In the distance, a faint chiming sound could be heard. He followed it and found Mary's phone in between two heads of lettuce. He called for a couple of the CSU techs to process the area for any additional evidence.

"Mary isn't here and John has been murdered. I have to tell Steve," Chin looked at Danny. "I don't know what I'm going to tell him."

Danny placed a hand on Chin's shoulder. "You want me to call and tell him?"

Chin looked at the clock on the wall, sighed and shook his head. "No, I need to do this. I need you to go to the McGarrett house and check things out there. See if Mary's there."

Danny nodded his head. "Okay, Chin. Meet you back at the office?"

"I'm going to Washington, DC to make the notification in person. I owe that to the family."


While Danny worked the scene at the McGarrett house, there was no sign of Mary, and the place had been ransacked. First call he placed was to get more units to secure the scene and then he called for the CSU to come and process the house. There was no visible blood, but there could be other evidence. After things were under way, Danny called Chin to give him an update.


Chin headed back to the station to set up added protection for Steve. Chin knew that once he told Steve of his father's murder and his sister's disappearance, he would drop everything and fly back to Hawaii.

After a few calls, Chin found out that Steve had meetings scheduled for the majority of the day and would be splitting his time between the White House and the Ford House Office Building where his office was located. Chin knew his best chance at getting Steve alone was shortly before his morning swim. However the earliest, or in this case, latest, Chin could get a flight was for nine pm with arrival the following afternoon. He hoped Danny would be able to continue to keep the news of John McGarrett's murder out of the news until he's able to tell Steve in person.


With his flight booked, Chin made a final call to Steve's office and hoped that the fact that the message was vague and very cryptic didn't worry Steve too much.

"Steve, it's Chin, something's come up but I shouldn't talk about it over the phone. I'm on the next flight out to see you. I'll be there in about 12 hours." Chin paused then continued on, "You're gonna want to clear the rest of your schedule for a while."

Chin tossed the last of the clothes he planned on taking into a duffle bag and zipped it up. He made sure he had his identification, badge and for added protection, his gun in a locked box with the necessary documents for it to be packed.

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