140Story - Day 36

  I'm writing a story 140 words at a time and posting the results here daily.  Can I sustain interest?  Will I lose the narrative thread?  Find out in this next installment of Bullets Ain't Cheap

the commotion was.
    Truth be told, that wasn’t far wrong.  I was in the dark about so much.
    Kelly was playing a long game, that was clear, but I had no idea what the game actually was.  Missing funds?  Murder in broad daylight?  There were stakes here I was totally unfamiliar with.  I was the dupe.  The pasty.  And I didn’t like it one bit.
    I drove slowly, but not too slowly.  “Theda said you were involved in embezzling.”
    A snort of derision sounded from the back seat.  “I can get as much money as I need any time I need it.”
    “Tell me the truth, Kelly,” I said as I passed Green Street without turning, “how have you been living these past two years?”
    “I’ve been free,” he replied.  “Not tied to anyone else’s agenda.”
    “Apartments cost money.  Guns