Ezoic
He glanced at it. “That’s nine years old. Things shift.”
“Property lines don’t shift.”
“Surveys can be wrong.”
“So can new surveys. Especially if you hired someone who measured wrong.”
His jaw tightened. “I’m telling you, Nate. That gravel is on my side. And I want it removed.”I wasn’t removing anything. But I also wasn’t an idiot.