A Two Thousand Dollar Nebraska Land Purchase Leads to a Federal Fraud Case
“It says agricultural use,” I said.
“It has always been agricultural,” she said.
“Then why did I get an HOA assessment for fifteen thousand dollars?” I asked.
Dolores did not look surprised. She reached under the counter and pulled out a thin blue folder that had the name Meadowbrook written on the tab in pencil.
“Mrs. Fairmont came in here three weeks ago with an electronic filing packet,” Dolores said, pointing her ink-stained finger at the top page. “She tried to file it, but I refused because it smelled wrong.”
The paper she slid toward me was an electronic consent form, a document designed to legally attach my parcel to their association.
At the bottom of the page, on the line marked Owner Signature, my name was written in a loose, looping hand. It was a fluid, careless script that looked nothing like my own.
“That is not my handwriting,” I said. “I have never signed an agreement with these people.”
“I knew it wasn’t yours the minute I compared it to your auction registry,” Dolores said, her voice dropping to a dry whisper. “But she had already uploaded the digital copy to the state portal.”
