Nothing will make you go John Ashcroft quicker than looking into the speaking end of some revolver. That is, except, if your girl is looking into it instead of you. One night in December, I was roused out of a half-slumber by a frantic ringing of the doorbell. It was my partner screaming that she'd just been robbed. Some punk stopped her outside our basement apartment, demanded her purse, and when she didn't oblige, put a handgun to her head. The shock of her being robbed was only matched by my shock at how quickly help arrived at our door....