Written scope.
Approved change orders.
Invoices.
Payment schedule.
And, where required, the proper preliminary notices had already been handled.
Grandpa wasn’t improvising.
He knew exactly where he stood.
“So what happens now?” I asked.
David looked toward the house.
“That depends on them.”
Before 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.
I looked at Grandpa.
“Who are
