“You should be prepared for a fight because desperate people like Bradley will often try to strike back when they lose control,” Barnaby warned me.
I met with Patrick the following week and presented him with a leather folder filled with three years of meticulous records and canceled checks.
“You have documented everything from the initial $45,000 loan to the monthly utility bills,” Patrick noted while reviewing the comprehensive evidence.
In late January, a process server arrived at my door with a lawsuit claiming that Bradley and Sienna had established ownership through adverse possession.
They were attempting to argue that their three years of residency gave them a legal claim to my property, but their argument was fundamentally flawed.
During the hearing in February, Judge Theresa Faulkner looked at Bradley’s lawyer and asked for any proof of the property improvements they claimed to have made.
“Testimony alone is not sufficient in this courtroom to establish ownership,” the judge stated before dismissing the entire case with prejudice.
I watched Bradley disintegrate in the courthouse hallway while he turned purple with rage, but I was already planning the next phase of my strategy.