Jake Randolph in "Tiki Moon" Pt. 8

I left this Mort Alexander to enjoy whatever time he had left on the clock, which could probably be measured with an egg timer, and drove west to Redondo. The address was a bungalow right on the beach, small but nicely painted and clean. There were gobs of college age students around back, grilling fish. There were surfboards leaned up against the sides of the house. I walked out onto the beach as if I were a tourist, looking up and down the coastline and occasionally back at the house.

But which one of those surfer dudes was Mort Alexander?