““When the man finished with Rebecca, he swept the baton over Clayton. DuBose slipped a Glock 22 pistol from his waistband and handed it to the agent. He raised his hands over his head, and allowed the man to continue. The detector warbled and chirped as it approached the hem of his right leg. Clayton reached down and slid a tiny Ruger LCR revolver from an ankle holster. “Back-up gun,” he said with a grin. “Forgot it was there.””
