A Farmer Was Fed Up with Illegal Parking on His Land—His Revenge Was Epic

Her mouth opened and closed like a fish. “I’m calling the police!” Eli nodded. “You go right ahead.” She turned on her heel, stomped back to her car, and began furiously tapping at her phone screen. Eli returned to his work, humming softly.

The police arrived about twenty minutes later—two cruisers from the local department. One officer was young and looked bewildered from the moment he stepped out. The other was Deputy Claire, someone Eli had known for years.