“Rules apply to everybody on this block.”

I tapped my left thumbnail against my knuckles, judging the gap between my front bumper and the orange cones.

I unlocked my sedan, got in behind the wheel, started it up, and backed slowly out into the middle of the cul-de-sac.

“Don’t pull any vehicle back onto this concrete pad until the court order’s lifted,” Miller said through my open window.

“I understand, officer,” I said.