“Okay.”
“And document where the truck entered your property.”
I looked outside.
“I already have it.”
“Good.”
Then:
“I’m coming today.”
MARLENE FINALLY SAW PEOPLE SHE COULDN’T BULLY
Later that afternoon, a dark sedan stopped outside Marlene’s house on Cedarbrook Lane.
My attorney stepped out.
Two other men followed.
One carried surveying equipment.
The other held a clipboard.
Marlene came outside almost immediately.
“What is this?”
She marched across the grass toward me.
“Who are these people?”
