“He stood on my driveway and swore the fence company made a measurement error.”

“He lied to you,” Rachel said.

“He knew exactly where the line was when he built that eighty-two-hundred-dollar fence.

He was trying to take your land before you noticed.”

She began typing on her computer, her fingers moving in a steady, rhythmic click.

“I am drafting the emergency complaint now,” she said without looking up.

“We will request an immediate inspection of the pool site.”

“How long does the county take to review these things?” I asked.