“I’m here.” Kansas stepped forward with a dark expression. “What is this about?” “We’re here about what happened at the drive-in this evening. Some patrons said there was a knife brandished.” “That wasn’t him!” I blurted. They looked from me to him skeptically. “Let me guess,” Kansas crossed his arms and replied dryly. “It’s his word against mine?” The one speaking nodded his head. “You’ve got it. What did you say your name was, son?”
