"Because I don't need a souvenir."
She looked toward the neighborhood.
"What happened here?"
Daniel thought for a moment.
"People learned to ask questions."
Claire smiled.
"That's usually where accountability begins."
Daniel looked at the place where the SUV had once sat.
The morning of the incident, he had thought the problem was a metal device attached to a tire.
It wasn't.
The real problem was what happened before the boot arrived.
Someone assumed.
Someone approved.
Someone acted.
And nobody checked.
The wrong SUV had simply exposed the mistake.
The person who stepped outside with a county prosecutor's badge had not needed to shout.
She had needed only facts.
That was the lesson the neighborhood remembered.
Rules matter.
Authority matters.
But neither matters more than the truth.
And when someone is willing to document the truth, even the smallest license-plate error can become the beginning of a much bigger reckoning.