A Two Thousand Dollar Nebraska Land Purchase Leads to a Federal Fraud Case
“They are trying to get you to hand them the keys,” Sarah said. “If you sign this, you are no longer a private landowner. You become a tenant in their development, subject to whatever rules Brinley and her board decide to write.”
“I will not sign it,” I said.
“I did not think you would,” Sarah said, closing the blue folder with a heavy slap. “But we need to know why they want that southern easement so badly. It is not just about avoiding a steep grade. There is a specific reason they need physical control of that strip of land before the winter freeze.”
“What is on the other side of my south fence?” I asked.
“Nothing but three hundred acres of land owned by the state school land trust,” Sarah said. “It is leased to Mr. Duca for grazing. It cannot be developed.”
“Then why do they need forty yards of dirt road?” I asked.
“That is what we have to find out,” Sarah said. She stood up and walked to the window, looking out at the brick alleyway behind her office. “I am going to run a title search on the properties immediately to the west of that state land. There is something here that does not show up on the standard county maps.”
