They're Here For You? They’re Together!

Seeing the gangsters' attitude, the customers in the bar silently retreated to hide in the corners without needing to be told.

Kincaid glanced at the strangers. "Are they here for you?"

Luke asked, "Why can't they be here for you?"

Kincaid shrugged. "I don't think I've pissed off anyone here."

Luke scoffed and drew two circles on his face. "Don't forget the guy whose face you stamped into a tomato pizza. You think you didn't piss him off?"

Kincaid nodded helplessly. "Fine. But you shot three unlucky bastards in the leg, and then you and your girlfriend killed six of their friends who wanted revenge. That's way worse than what I did, right?"

Luke said, "But that can't prove that these people are here for me, can it?"

"That's him! That's the white boy who killed Ferreno and the rest!" shouted one of the newcomers.

All of them aimed their guns at Luke.