Blue and red lights were flashing through Nonna's windows. Two NYPD officers pushed through the entrance, hands on their belts as they assessed the latest scene.
Amanda hauled Paul upright by his collar, blood still streaming from his nose. "This man assaulted my client. Came charging at her and threw a beer at her face."
The older officer, badge reading "Bart," moved forward. "Let him go, ma'am. We'll take it from here."
Amanda released Paul with a shove that sent him stumbling into the younger officer's grip. "This one is with the other one outside. Riley Smith. Already in custody for violating a restraining order."
Officer Bart's eyes found Honey at the table, taking in her beer-soaked appearance. "You're the complainant?"
Honey looked down at herself. It was a little hard to miss;
