“I haven’t,” I said. “But I just found something interesting. Tyler has applied for a swimming pool, and according to the county records, the proposed location violates the required setback.”
There was silence on the other end.
“Send me the permit number,” she said.
I read it to her.
A few minutes later, she called back.
“Jason, this is getting more serious. His fence is already across your property line, and now he’s planning another permanent structure on land that doesn’t belong to him. We need to document everything before construction goes any further.”
I looked through my kitchen window.
Tyler was standing beside the pergola, laughing with one of the contractors. He seemed completely relaxed.
He had no idea that I had just discovered the one thing he couldn’t explain away with a smile.
