But an armed contractor walking to my door over an HOA key dispute was insane.
I remained inside.
Darren rang the bell.
The camera recorded his face.
I spoke through the door.
“What do you want?”
“HOA enforcement.”
“Leave the property.”
“I need the required access key.”
“You’re not getting one.”
“I have an enforcement order.”
“Slide it under the door.”
He hesitated.
“I need you to open the door.”
“No.”
“Sir, refusing to cooperate will escalate this.”
“You are already trespassing after being told to leave.”
He looked dire
“Mr. Vance, open the door.”
“No.”
He knocked hard.
Not a polite knock.
Three blows.
“Final warning.”
I called 911.
Quietly.
I explained an armed private security contractor was on my porch demanding a house key after I had told him to leave.
The dispatcher told me officers were being sent.
Then Darren tried the door handle.
That changed everything.
