“I know it is.”

I sat there with the engine off and the sun pouring through the passenger window.

Then Officer Bell texted me a picture of my own front door.

Bright yellow tape, doubled across the frame, with a city notice stapled to the middle of the door, and in the corner of the shot a moving truck backed into the driveway across the street.

I got out of the car and walked to the sidewalk before I understood what I was seeing.