“What happened at the Belle Meade estate is clear-cut assault under state law,” David said.

He adjusted his glasses by the bridge and opened the first folder.

“We’ve got video from several party guests, plus the audio file from your waterproof phone sleeve.

The statute lets us press criminal charges against Vanessa Mitchell right away.

The police would arrest her at her apartment.”

I touched my collarbone and gazed at the brass lamp on his desk.

“I’m not pressing charges,” I said.