With chin perched on bent knees, Rey watched children and parents frolic in the shallow salt water of the Hilton"s Duke Kahanamoku Lagoon. For the third time, she muttered, “Unbelievable.”
Stunned by the news, the four of us had silently sauntered a few yards and dropped onto sun-kissed sand by a makeshift surfboard-rental kiosk not far from the Hilton Rainbow Tower.
“Unbelievable that James-Henri was run over by a car?” Linda asked flatly. “Or that Cholla got him?”
“That she"d have the balls to bulldoze him down in broad daylight.”
Leaning back, Gail supported herself on both elbows. “That"s one plucky lady.”
“I"d like to pluck her,” Rey grumbled.
pluckGail and I chuckled. Linda merely sighed.
Rey cast a dubious eye. “Are we sure she did it?”
sure“If she didn"t, she had someone do
