The light jerked again, motioning for her to turn around, "Against the wall."
TssSSH..."--safe zone secure again. Standby for count. Lockdown cycle in ten."
Sitwell slowly lowered his weapon as he approached, then slung it over his shoulder to palm a more maneuverable knife as a precaution. "Do you have anything else on you? Anything sharp?" he asked before reaching for her.