I adjusted my glasses on my nose, my throat suddenly dry.

“What kind of action?”

“A formal letter demanding they remove the encroachment,” Rachel said.

She stopped tapping her pen and wrote a quick note on her pad.

“If he refuses, we file for an injunction in county court.”

“I don’t want to go to court,” I said.

“Tyler seems like a reasonable young man.

He just bought the place.”