Alfred is a stockbroker on his way to work in the heart of the city. First things first. Alfred stops at a drive-through window for a hot cup of black coffee. Now, it’s on to work.

Momentarily caught at a red-light, Alfred is approached by a stranger who walks up to his driver side door. The guy is holding a small revolver. "Get out of the car," the guy yells.

Alfred puts the car in "park" and opens the door to step out. I should tell you that Alfred not only opens the door, he flings the door open with such force that it knocks the gunman off his feet.

Fearing the guy may still shoot him, Alfred throws his hot coffee into the attacker’s face. Still afraid the thug may recover from the surprise attack and shoot him, Alfred dives on top of the thug, trying to wrestle the gun away.

Within seconds, Alfred manages to get back on his feet — holding the thug’s gun in his hand. "Get out of here or I’ll shoot you dead," shouts Alfred.

The would-be carjacker jumps to his feet mumbling something about, "that stuff was hot, you coulda burned me." Then he takes off running like the wind.

The cops arrive a few minutes later, but Alfred has little to tell them. He hands a cop the gun he wrestled away from the hoodlum, then promises he’ll come to headquarters within a few hours to meet with a police sketch artist.

Alfred has only one question for the police: "If you arrest that guy, can he sue me for throwing hot coffee in his face?"

Epilogue: Some may wonder: "Alfred got the gun — why didn’t he just shoot the guy?" The answer is in the news every day. The thug, lying on the ground, is no longer a threat. Alfred has eliminated the threat. If Alfred shoots the carjacker he undoubtedly will face many legal battles of his own. Alfred did the right thing.