Obtuse Uvula

Strange chat I just had with my fleshy, pink informant, Deep Uvula (DU).  

Normally loquacious, DU had little to say. He/she sounded tense.  And asked me not to take notes, so here it is as I remember it:

A wall's come down-no one is talking. A gag order.  Everyone is nervous. Everyone.  No smiles or jokes.

It's not over. More bodies are going overboard. And no life jackets are getting thrown at those swimming with the fish.  They're on their own. They did it to themselves.

Stay tuned.

You know what this is about... the criminal investigation at City Hall.

And the one thing DU repeated, sounding not at all like the cocky morsel of dangling flesh I know, was that there's much more to come.