Joe got out of his car. With the exit blocked the kid wasn't going to drive away, and if he was going to run he would have already taken off. Still Joe took care, his eyes fixed on the driver, ready to react if he pulled a gun or anything.

But no, the kid was just sitting there, gently tapping the wheel to a silent tune, casually watching the officer approach in his mirror.

"That kid's pa had better have a damn good lawyer" thought Joe. "Heck, the way he's behaving his pa must have the best lawyer in the state!"

As Joe reached the open window the kid looked up at him. "Evening Officer, how's things?" he drawled as if he hadn't a care in the world. Dressed all in black, with shades and black hair, Joe wondered if he was one of these weird Goth Boyz he had heard about.