Man Built An Underground Room In His Backyard — Neighbors Couldn’t Believe Why

Unwanted Attention

A white city van parked outside two days later. “Routine inspection,” the man said politely, clipboard in hand. Alan’s pulse quickened. He gestured toward the dirt piles.

“Root-cellar repairs.” The inspector nodded slowly, taking photos before leaving. Diane watched from the porch, uneasy. “You can’t lie your way out forever.”