A couple decades ago as I was just getting ready to leave for a business trip out of state, an unmarked minivan pulls into my driveway. An FBI agent with a county sheriff comes to my door. The FBI knows I had bought a Markarov pistol years before and wanted to inspect it. I asked if they had a warrant? No. Note, this was back when the ATF had proudly claimed the title of Jack booted thugs, and were known to kick in doors, cut the gun safe door off, scatter your guns all over, and then leave a business card saying nothing found leaving your house unprotected. I wished that I had the time to tell them to pound sand and have my lawyer come to the house. I didn’t have the time. I had a flight to catch. The rogue FBI was just on a fishing expedition because a corrupt fed prosecutor had been given capital punishment by someone that had had enough of their abuse. If the FBI or any LEO ask you a question, they are accusing you of a crime. Do not answer questions.