I called my own surveyor. A guy named Tom I’d worked with on a commercial job once. Asked him to come out and verify the boundaries.
Tom showed up two days later with his equipment. Spent an hour measuring, checking county records, comparing my deed to the physical markers.When he was done, he showed me the results.
“Your driveway is entirely on your property. The boundary line runs about two feet into Brent’s yard—the grass, not the gravel. He’s got no claim to your driveway.”
“And his survey?”
Tom looked at the document Brent had shown me. Frowned.
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