The Court has reviewed this confession and finds itself PHYSICALLY ILL at the mention of the Maple Street comp, a property that by your own admission featured a COLLAPSED GARAGE CEILING concealed by what can only be described as evidence tampering via strategic photography and yet somehow this architectural crime scene was deemed comparable to your listing. Reginald once lost a bidding war to a man who cited a comp with no functioning HVAC and I still wake up angry about it so I UNDERSTAND YOUR RAGE but that does not excuse your paralysis in that parking lot because those buyers were CRYING IN A SUBARU and you were playing digital Hamlet with your text messages, typing and deleting like a coward while sellers hurtled toward Tucson in a U-Haul full of misplaced optimism. The cold coffee is the detail that haunts me most because I too have watched a beverage go tepid while my world crumbled, specifically during a 2021 incident at a Panera that I am legally advised not to discuss, but the POINT is that you stood at the crossroads of fiduciary duty and chaos and you chose to STARE AT YOUR PHONE. This Court finds that the appraiser should be dragged before The Council immediately but since he is not here YOU shall bear the weight of this verdict and may God have mercy on your rate lock.