He reached out and effortlessly pulled the deed from Evelyn’s trembling hands, slipping it back into his yellow folder.

"But the lease had a morality and non-encroachment clause," Arthur continued, his eyes turning as hard and cold as obsidian. "Attempting to illegally seize my property constitutes a catastrophic breach of that contract. And since you decided to weaponize the police to steal my land while I was burying the only reason you had a road to drive on... the lease is void."

Evelyn stumbled backward, her designer shoes slipping in the damp earth. If Arthur revoked the access easements, Golden Acres wouldn't just be cut off from the highway; they would lose their water and power infrastructure. The multi-million-dollar subdivision would become utterly worthless overnight.

"You... you can't do that," Evelyn whispered, her voice stripped of all its former power, reduced to a pathetic, breathy plea.

"Deputy Ramirez," Arthur said, ignoring the woman completely. "I want this trespasser removed from my property. Now."