Margaret tapped her silver pen twice on her legal pad before she spoke.

“Brandon got the thirty-day occupancy review notice yesterday morning.

He called my assistant twice before nine, insisting he has thirty days to work out a private purchase deal with you.”

“We’re not waiting thirty days to put the house up for sale,” I said.

She stopped, her pen hanging an inch over the yellow paper.

“If you list it now, the For Sale sign goes up on the front lawn while they’re still living in the main house.”

“List it today,” I said.