Elvis saw three people from the glass door that were looking at him. They were all teenagers about 15 or 16 years old.
Behind them was a man at his thirties walking toward the door lamely. He held a baseball bat to balance himself while walking. The man should be Mr. Grant.
“Please rest assured, we mean no harm.” Mr. Grant explained with a hoarse voice when he saw Elvis’s military knife.
Elvis was relieved when he saw there were just a wounded man with three youngsters. But he didn’t let his guard down. He demanded, a bit more forcefully, “Who are you? Why are you hiding here? Is there anyone else inside except the four of you?”
Before Mr. Grant said anything, a girl explained, “We are students of Lawrence High school, Mr. Grant is our PE teacher. We were on the PE class wh
