A man stands over his father's bullet riddled body and starts to shout.  He is grief stricken and not watching where he is going.  He falls over a soapbox, stands back up and throws a hubcap at some hideous person dressed for field sports

Another Kuklinski killed.  Another street speaker removed, shot, killed for his thoughts and his deeds.  And what now?  What now? 

Will there be another Kuklinski?  Will he be forever subject to the bullet instead of the fair hearing?  What of this bloodline?

Without a chance at explanation, without a chance for dedication, with no music to dance to, with no last meal, last words or last chance.

He is dead.  With a bullet in his said.  Not having had a word said.  Far from his mate Ed.  And his brother-in-law Ted.  Dressed in trousers of red.  Looking rather well fed.  Having eaten a chapati with Ahmed.  And then coffee and cake with Fred.

*With a bullet in his head.

lolwut

Z coughs in an effortless attempt to cover up his OOCitis and continues down the road.

Instead of a fair hearing? I think we've been doing a lot of that with his bloodline. A bit too much of that even with some of the things he says sometimes...