Dellray took the passenger side; Marsh covered the driver’s window. The moment the man registered them coming, he reached for the door pocket. Marsh had her badge and hand at her hip before he got there. He stopped. He’d been reaching for a cell phone, not a weapon. He sat perfectly still, recalculating, and said nothing as they arrested him.
The man was Dale Pruitt, was fifty-four, a former private security contractor for three corporate risk firms. He was named in two civil complaints for intimidation, both settled before trial. He had no criminal record. He had the clean, neutral appearance of a man whose profession required him to be unremembered.