“Martin Kammel?” I asked. “Yeah.” I gave him my card. “I’m looking for Victor Waggle. He missed his court date and he needs to reschedule.” “This is about pissing on the dog, right? We all told him he shouldn’t have done that.” “He also stabbed two people,” I said. “That was an accident. He was on a bad trip and got confused,” Kammel said. “Like, that could happen to anybody, right?”
