Chapter 1

The property management actually wanted me to pay my neighbor across the hall fifteen thousand dollars. All because I flipped the breaker to my own private parking spot.

I paid forty-five thousand dollars for that deeded underground parking space, which came with a private EV charging port.

For the past six months, my monthly electricity bill had been through the roof—hitting over a hundred dollars a month.

But I drove a gas-powered sedan.

The hybrid SUV that had been secretly plugging into my charger belonged to Brandon, the son of my neighbor across the hall, Mildred Gable.

When I tried to reason with her, she played dumb.

When I installed a parking lock, she broke it with a crowbar.

Finally, I resorted to my ultimate move—I cut off the power to the charger and flipped the breaker.

I thought that would be the end of it.

Three days later, the property manager and two security guards blocked my door.

He handed me a sheet of paper. The reason for the claim made me laugh out loud right then and there.