A middle-aged clerk named Brenda adjusted her reading glasses and took a yellow search request form out of a metal tray.

“I need a rush title verification on parcel forty-two,” I said.

Brenda typed into her computer with two fingers, the keys clacking loudly in the quiet lobby.

“I can run the search,” Brenda said, “but you can’t file a boundary dispute review today.”

“Why’s that?” Nora asked.

“Lawyers for Caldwell Logistics filed an emergency motion at noon,” Brenda said.

I took thirty-eight dollars out of my pocket and laid the crisp bills on the glass counter.

“What does the motion say?” I asked.