Rebecca Collins learned about the product findings through the appropriate channels.
She felt furious.
Not simply because the afternoon had ended with medical treatment.
But because Victoria had concealed important information while accusing the homeowner of deliberately harming everyone.
Rebecca had paid for the event.
She'd trusted the HOA president's claim that the pool was available.
And she'd believed the specialty treatment was part of a properly organized recreational experience.
Now she understood that none of those assumptions had been verified.
She called Anthony.
He answered cautiously.
"Hello?"
"Mr. Lewis? It's Rebecca Collins. I was at the pool that Saturday."
Anthony paused.
"How are you feeling?"
For a moment, Rebecca was surprised by the question.
Then answered.
"Better. Thank you."
He sounded relieved.
"I'm glad."
She hesitated.
"I wanted to apologize."
Anthony looked toward the backyard.
"For what?"
"For entering your property. Victoria told us the HOA had arranged everything."
He took a breath.
"I believe you."
Rebecca's voice trembled.
"I should've asked more questions."
Anthony was quiet.
Then said gently.
"You were told you were attending an authorized event. The person organizing it was the one responsible for confirming she had permission."
Rebecca began crying.
For several seconds, she struggled to speak.
Then whispered.
"Thank you."
Anthony looked toward the pool.
He didn't want her to feel ashamed for trusting someone who appeared to be acting in an official capacity.
But he also wanted her to understand why consent mattered.
"I'm sorry you were hurt," he said. "I wish the whole thing never happened."
Rebecca nodded.
"So do I."
The board's review of the supposed access agreement revealed another serious problem.
The document described a temporary license allowing the HOA to use Anthony's backyard pool for scheduled wellness and recreational gatherings.
It contained conditions that appeared to make the arrangement more formal.
There were provisions concerning access.
Insurance.
Scheduling.
And event fees.
But Anthony had never negotiated those terms.
He'd never signed the document.
And the agreement wasn't present in the association's ordinary approval records.
Rachel Morgan reviewed the copy with him.
She pointed toward the signature block.
The document carried a typed version of Anthony's name followed by an electronic-looking signature image.
He stared.
"That's not mine."
Rachel nodded.
"We need to examine the original file and how it was created."
The subsequent document review identified inconsistencies in the file's history.
The purported agreement had been prepared through an account connected to Victoria's event-planning activity.
It lacked reliable evidence that Anthony had received and approved it.