“She’ll hear it in January,” I said.

Detective Marcus Hale came at seven with a stapled report and his brass pen in his shirt pocket.

He didn’t sit.

He laid the report across the foot of the bed and tapped the pen against it twice.

“The grand jury returned this afternoon.

Felony assault, first degree, both of them.

Grand larceny, fourteen counts.

Victoria picks up two more for holding that door.”