Chapter ９４

“Porter, I said 'pardon me,” Michael responded in calm voice. “If it makes any difference, I'll even go so far as to say I'm sorry.”

He said, “But I hope you aren't waiting on me to kiss your ass,” which was followed by a pause.

Porter began to bluster with the words “Why I oughtta...”

Porter had the appearance of being on the verge of having steam come out of his ears at any moment. The humiliation he had suffered in front of his group caused his cheeks to flush a crimson color. He was furious.

“There are six of us in all. Let's give him the boot! “ Porter overheard one of his posse members whispering in his ear.

Porter resumed command of his posse.

“No, not in this spot. There are much too many police,” he said to his group.

After that, he turned his attention back to Michael, locked it on him, and got right up in Michael's face.

“Later!” he said.

“That's interesting! “ Michael said cheerily. After that, he headed to the concession stand.