Gemotions

He stared at the notice, his face a mask of controlled fury. The injustice of it all tightened his chest, making it hard to breathe. "Right," Daniel said, his voice clipped. "They want a fight? They'll get one."

He started by compiling a list of every minor violation he could find: broken lightbulbs, overflowing trash bins, improperly stored equipment in the basement. He sent a detailed report to the city, complete with photographic evidence.

He spent his time calling the landlord with endless complaints, day and night. He became a fixture in the landlord’s life, a constant reminder of their mistakes. He would not stop until they begged him to leave.