Chapter III: The Chief Steps Forward
Approaching the group with his hand resting near his duty belt was Commander Davis, a sharp, veteran officer wearing a crisp black uniform, gold captain’s bars, and an engraved badge.
Commander Davis looked from Brenda’s trembling papers to the green Mustang in the garage.
"All right, what's going on here?" Commander Davis asked firmly.
Brenda quickly puffed her chest, waving the papers: "Officer! Perfect timing! This resident has parked a non-compliant vintage vehicle in violation of our HOA historic preservation covenant! The board authorized an immediate civil seizure, and he refuses to surrender the keys!"
Hunter nodded aggressively: "Yeah, and he made threats when we tried to take possession!"
Commander Davis turned his gaze away from Brenda and stood at crisp, formal attention in front of Marcus.
"Good afternoon, Commissioner Vance," Commander Davis said respectfully. "Do you require us to process a formal complaint?"