night.
July 8.
Kyle revving the engine in the street shortly before midnight.
There were more.
July.
August.
September.
Times.
Dates.
Descriptions.
Photographs whenever possible.
The file was extensive.
Roy would have called it excessive.
Then he would have smiled because he would have known perfectly well why I had done it.
Patricia called the following morning at eight.
She had already spoken with several people.
“There are city ordinances regarding excessive residential noise and property interference,” she told me. “Your documentation appears to show repeated violations.”
The city council
