A Fake HOA Cop Pointed a Gun at Me for Refusing to Hand Over My House Key—Then His HOA Boss Realized They Had Targeted a U.S. Army Veteran

PART2

Of course she did.

Thirty seconds later, I owned another packet.

“There are several recent amendments that may not appear in your closing documents.”

“I’ll read them.”

She smiled.

Most people would have interpreted that smile as friendly.

I did not.

It was the smile of somebody pleased that I had accepted paperwork without arguing.

“Excellent.”

She looked toward my moving truck.

“How long will that remain in the driveway?”

“Until I finish moving.”

“Yes, obviously. Approximately?”

“Couple hours.”

“Commercial vehicles are restricted overnight.”

“It won’t be here overnight.”

“Wonderful.”

She walked away.

I watched her go.

Then I looked at the packet.

The top page contained parking diagrams.

Not rules.

Diagrams.

Brenda had apparently illustrated correct tire placement.

That should have warned me.

For the first month, I barely noticed the HOA.

I went to work.

Came home.

Worked on small projects.

Talked occasionally with my neighbors.

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