Chapter 5 - The Real Estate AgentBefore he could explain, another car turned onto the street. The white SUV suddenly made sense. A woman got out carrying a tablet and a large tote. Another vehicle pulled up behind her. A man stepped out with a camera bag.

"Who are they?"

"That's why we're here early," Grandpa said with a smile.

The woman approached the front door. Barrett opened it before she reached the steps, wearing slacks and a polo shirt. Priscilla appeared behind him. Then both of them saw Grandpa.

Barrett stopped. "What are you doing here?"

Grandpa glanced at the woman with the tablet. "Morning. Looks like we all got an early start today."

Her face lit up. "Oh! You must be Walt."

Barrett looked at her. "You know him?"

"Of course. I've seen the built-ins. They're gorgeous."

Grandpa nodded politely. "Thank you."

Priscilla's expression changed. And suddenly I understood. They were listing the house. The woman was their real estate agent. The photographer was there to shoot the property.

Barrett stepped off the porch. "Walt, I thought we were done."

"So did I."

He looked at David. "Who is this?"

"My attorney. I asked him to come with me today."

That wiped the smile off his face.

Priscilla stepped closer. "Why do you have an attorney?"

David opened the folder. "Because Mr. Sorensen has an unpaid balance for completed work on this property."

Barrett's jaw tightened. "We have a dispute."

Grandpa tilted his head. "No, we don't. There's nothing left to dispute here."

"Yes, we do."

"About what?"

"The bill."

Grandpa looked at me, then back at Barrett. "You signed yesterday that the work was completed, accepted, and that you had no complaints regarding the workmanship."

Barrett stared at him. Priscilla's eyes widened. "That isn't what that paper said. You never mentioned any of that."

David calmly removed a copy. "It is."

Priscilla grabbed it, read it. Her face changed. Barrett snatched it from her. "You tricked us."

Grandpa shook his head. "I didn't trick you. I asked you to read it."

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