“I’m fine,” I said quietly.
Buzzcut and Red Cap were walking away, still laughing.
The woman helped me sit up. “That was assault! I saw the whole thing!”
“I know.” I reached for my purse.
“Should I call security?”
“Not yet.” I pulled out my badge case. Flipped it open.
Federal prosecutor. Department of Justice.
The woman’s eyes widened. “Oh.”
I looked at Buzzcut and Red Cap. They were at the entrance now.
“Excuse me!” I called out.
They turned.
I held up my badge. “You just assaulted a federal prosecutor.”
The smiles vanished.
“What?” Buzzcut took a step back.
“Rachel Martinez. U.S. Attorney’s Office. You pushed me. While filming it. On federal property.”
Red Cap lowered his phone.
“That was an accident—” Buzzcut started.
“There are cameras everywhere.” I gestured to the hospital security cameras. “And your friend filmed it. I have a witness.” I nodded to the woman beside me. “You’re looking at assault charges. Plus the illegal parking.”
“We didn’t know—”
“Ignorance isn’t a defense.”
Security was already approaching. Two officers.
“Ma’am, we saw what happened. Are you injured?”
“My knee. I may have re-injured it from the fall.”
One officer knelt beside me. “We’re calling for medical assistance.”