"Big brother, what's happening outside?" The little boy hiding in the corner lifted his head and looked at Anke.
"Nothing much, just a bit of chaos," Anke glanced at the little boy, then at the handgun the boy was gripping tightly, the safety not even turned on. "Where did you get that gun?"
"Just now, when you were driving, I took it from your pocket." The little boy held the gun tightly, his body shrinking slightly, earnestly watching Anke.
Anke immediately reached for his pant pocket and indeed discovered a handgun missing.
He had just searched two handguns from two drivers, one hung in the gun holster, and the other was tucked in his pocket.
The one the boy was holding was the one he put in his pocket.
