Thomas Greene looked toward Elena.
Elena spoke.
“The change was made through the board president account.”
Pamela’s face tightened.
“That does not mean I personally made it.”
Elena nodded.
“That is correct.”
Pamela relaxed slightly.
Then Elena continued.
“However, the login originated from the device registered to Mrs. Whitmore.”
Pamela froze.
A murmur moved through the room.
Nia remained still.
Pamela looked at Elena.
“You did not have authorization to disclose device information.”
Thomas interrupted.
“This is an official board review.”
Pamela turned toward him.
“I am aware of that.”
Nia asked another question.
“Why was my account placed on hold?”
Pamela looked at her.
“I had concerns regarding the transition of ownership.”
“After management confirmed the ownership?”
Pamela’s eyes flickered toward Elena.
Nia continued.
“You called management at 12:52.”
Pamela said nothing.
“They confirmed that I owned eighteen Hawthorne.”
Pamela folded her hands.
“I had additional concerns.”
“What concerns?”
“I had been informed that contractors were entering the property.”
Marcus, standing near the back wall, raised his eyebrows.
Nia nodded.
“Yes. Because I was renovating it.”
“Which created unusual activity.”
“With approved guest access.”
Pamela looked around the room.
“My responsibility is community security.”
Nia leaned forward.
“Then why didn’t you put the contractor access on hold?”
Pamela said nothing.
“Why mine?”
No answer.
“Why send security a message saying there may be an unauthorized occupant?”
Pamela shifted.
“Because I had not met you.”
Nia stared at her.
The room became very still.
“You hadn’t met me.”
“That’s correct.”
“So homeowners must meet you before they belong here?”
“That is not what I said.”
“It’s exactly what you said.”
Pamela’s voice sharpened.
“You are trying to turn a routine security issue into something else.”
Nia did not raise her voice.
“No.”
She looked around the room.
“I’m trying to understand why a routine security issue required physically removing me after I gave my name, address, identification, closing information, contractor contact, and asked you repeatedly to call management.”
Pamela flushed.
Daniel looked toward the floor.
Nia continued.
“And I’m trying to understand why you already knew the purchase price of my home but apparently did not know the name of the person who bought it.”
Someone in the back whispered, “Wow.”
Pamela’s face hardened.
“Real estate transactions are public information.”
“Exactly.”
Nia let the word sit there.
“Public.”
Pamela looked away.
Then Daniel raised his hand.
Everyone turned.
Pamela frowned.
“This is a board meeting.”
Thomas said, “Let him speak.”
Daniel stepped forward.
He looked uncomfortable.
“I need to correct something.”
Pamela stared at him.
Daniel continued.