Uncle Robert Insisted Grandma Was Confused, Until Four Sheets of Paper Changed Everything in Greenville
She typed in the case number and tilted the screen slightly toward me.
“Contest has been filed.
The attorney of record is a firm out of Columbia.”
“Which firm is it.”
She read the name aloud, and I wrote it on the back of my hand with her pen.
Four lawyers and a conference room in a tower with a name on it in brass letters.
“There’s also a notice of pendency recorded against the property,” she said.
“412 Birwood Lane.