Aah yes, you all deserve to hear the end of the story. All is well now.
Well after that dry cleaning theft which we reported to the police, things got very quiet. Eerily quiet, to the point that we wondered what was up. This was also just as we were deciding whether to move to a hotel until we move.
I mentioned that someone who I work with has a husband who is a retired homocide cop and they followed the good neighbors for a few days. Well one day at work this lady asks me "So, notice anyone not around these days?" I laughed and said that sure we were wondering where gangster guy was. She said that he was "picked up on paperwork and spent a few days in the slammer". I asked what paperwork that could be but she didn't know. Whatever, I was grateful that they pulled the strings for us and there was no way these people would trace is to us.
Even when we started to notice this gangster guy again, he seemed to be quiet. They still slammed doors but much quieter overall. We stayed in our apartment but parked on the other side and never came across them.
For moving day we hired 3 guys to help us load/unload. Of course the big momma and gangster show up and start hanging around watching. The movers happen to be big strong Guatamalans who happen to think that Mexican gangster-types make it all worse for Latinos. They don't like this guy staring at them and after we tell them a bit of the story, they say that they hope he says something to them. One of the movers bumps him with a box b/c he was in the way but nothing more. When my wife walked by the big fat momma yelled "Yeah party tonight! The fuckers are gone!"
I went to the front office and said "If you don't control your residents, the police will be here in 5 minutes. We don't need to be sworn at while packing" The idiot girl looked at me in amazement "Who? Downstairs?" I said of course, who else? She asked if it's the kids again, they'll call the mother. I said, "Are you guys still confused? It IS the mother yelling!" She threw her hands up and turned to talk to the manager. I walked out. No other problem aside from the movers wantng to beat her teenage kid who started glaring.
So we moved. New place is great. A little expensive, ok alot expensive but you get what you pay for I guess. As far as lawsuit, we decided that we're just happy to be out. Both of us have long hours with stressful careers and we don't have the time to fight. We spoke with a lawyer who said he thinks there's something there but would need to look up details for 2 hours at $400/hr to get started.
We're satisfied with just being out. And there's the knowledge that the racoons in the area will be fed well since we dropped pieces of cheese all around our neighbors' (groundfloor) unit. I'm all for keeping the animals happy.