Meanwhile, Karen was loudly complaining to the dispatcher, her face a mask of smug satisfaction. 'He’s trespassing, and he’s lying about his rights!' she insisted, gesticulating wildly. Her voice echoed through the parking lot, drawing even more attention. I watched as dad calmly organized the documents, unbothered by her outburst. 'Yes, send someone immediately!' Karen demanded, clearly believing she had the upper hand. She was in for a rude awakening when the authorities arrived.