If you're going to fight bad guys, you might as well make them really mad at you A few weeks ago, I had a good life--I was a respected Portland police detective and successful martial arts instructor. Then I shot somebody--then I shot two more people. It changed everything. Into this chaos stepped a man and an enchanting Vietnamese woman. Turns out he's my father who I thought was dead, and she's--wow. We got to know each over coffee and,...