She let out a laugh like I’d told the funniest lie she’d ever heard.
“He’s lying,” she said. “It’s HOA land. We told him months ago. He refuses to cooperate.”
The officer’s brow creased. “Ma’am, is this your property?”
She waved the question away. “It’s not mine. It’s HOA jurisdiction. Common area. The association controls it.”
Then she leaned toward me, just close enough that the officer couldn’t hear her whisper unless he tried.