No Clue

I came this close.  That “in the very next breath” thing.  It took all he had to gesture, get me on my knees because he had something to spill.  You know, how you’re a second away from finally knowing what’s what.  I dropped down beside him and got my ear real close to his lips.  But this guy spluttering out his dying words, coughing up blood, his chest heaving, checked out just before that second was up.  What the fuck?  Now I had not clue one who’d offed Kama Kalahiki.