The squatters’ faces contorted with bewilderment and anger, “This isn’t fair! We’ve been living here!” they yelled, desperation creeping into their voices. The officers remained unmoved, repeating firmly, “You need to vacate the premises now, or you will be arrested for trespassing.”
Vernon stood by, his heart pounding with a mix of triumph and relief. The sight of the squatters being forced to leave was a vindication of his struggle. He watched as they were reluctantly escorted off the property, their expressions a blend of shock and helplessness.