“The law doesn’t require agreement from someone who isn’t an owner, Dad,” I said.

Mr.

Miller spent twenty minutes reading every line of the California registration and comparing the VIN on the original Oregon title with the record from the state registry.

He leaned back in his leather chair and took off his wire-frame glasses, setting them down beside his legal pad.

“Arthur,” Mr.

Miller said in a measured, even tone.

“I have reviewed the entire paper trail provided by both parties.”

My father rested his fists on the table, glaring at the mediator.