CHAPTER 2

QUESTIONABLE DECISION

"Are you sure about this, Michael?" Devon asked from behind his desk.

They had all gathered inside Devon's office at the mansion that used to belong to the late great Wilton Knight, multi millionaire and founder of Knight Industries and The Foundation for Law and Government. The mansion that was his home was now the headquarters for The Foundation, and it was Wilton Knight's dying wish that long time family friend Devon Miles take over as Chief Administrator and continue with his crusade against crime and injustice. The Knight Industries Two Thousand, K.I.T.T., Wilton's creation, would be the key asset in the crusade he had set forth.

"Absolutely, Devon!" Michael Knight said in response. "I'm sure those dinosaurs would LOVE to see me and KITT again!"

"Wait!" Bonnie interrupted. "Are these the same dinosaurs that you said could TALK!?"

Devon smiled and nodded. "Yes!"

Bonnie sighed. "You know, when April Curtis told me that story, I thought you guys played a trick on her. Good thing she didn't believe you. 'I' didn't even believe you! I STILL don't!"

"But once you meet them, you'll change your mind!" Michael smiled.

After a moment, Bonnie nodded. "Well, I certainly couldn't WAIT to see THIS!"

"Me, too!" RC smiled. "But are you sure it's safe, Michael? I heard some of those dinos were vicious maneaters."

"Hey! You've got nothing to worry about, RC! They're HERBIVORES!" Michael said reassuringly. "They don't eat people!... Well... except for these three carnivores we encountered. They tried to eat some of the herbivores... and they probably would've eaten ME, if it weren't for KITT."

Bonnie crossed her arms. "Well, THAT's reassuring!" she snorted.

RC remained pensive for a few moments, then nodded his head. "All right... But wouldn't you rather go back in time to someplace else? Like in... Medieval times??? Or the Old West???"

Michael was silent for a moment, then shook his head. "No... I think a trip back to prehistory would be much safer... Besides, I'd rather go back in time to a period where I know we'll have friends who'll enjoy us paying them another visit..."

Both Bonnie and RC nodded their agreement. "It's your call, Devon." Bonnie said as she turned her attention to the elder Englishman behind the desk.

Devon remained pensive for a few moments. Michael Knight anxiously held his breath.

Finally, Devon Miles smiled and nodded. "Agreed." Michael breathed a sigh of relief. "We'll leave tomorrow morning... Until then, I suggest you all get some rest. I'll prep KITT for the journey."

"Come on, RC! We'd better get packing!" Bonnie said as she patted the young African American guy on the shoulder.

"Yeah... Probably don't have too many spare clothes in prehistoric times we can borrow..."

Michael watched them leave, then turned his smiling face to Devon and bade him good night before walking out himself.

"Good night, Michael!" A smiling Devon said to Michael as he left.

Then he picked up his office phone and dialed the laboratory extension. "Yes, Dr. Anders..."