Boston Real Estate, a Greenwich Mansion, and Five Attorneys
“What do you need?”
“Everything that’s been filed in the last ten days.”
She came back with a stack and set it down without straightening it.
“The appraisal’s in there.
That came in yesterday.”
The appraisal was a single page.
Three stories plus a basement, effective the tenth of the month, and the requester line said Northline Valuation Group, a name I had never heard in my life or in my father’s.
“Who ordered this appraisal?”
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