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screen. “Property owner name?”

“Martha Vance,” I said.

He typed with two fingers, the keys clicking in the quiet room. “You want the tax history or the current deed status?”

“The deed status,” I said. “And any recent filings.”

He stopped typing and squinted at his screen. “There was a filing three days ago.”

“What kind of filing?” I asked.

“An affidavit continue reading …