Marcus nodded. This was the core of his business. People didn't call "We Buy Houses" companies because they wanted top market dollar; they called because they lacked the time, money, or emotional energy to deal with a traditional sale.
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"Marcus?" she asked, her voice barely rising above the sound of passing traffic. Marcus nodded
Marcus pulled out a flashlight and began his assessment. He looked past the hoard, focusing on the bones of the house. He checked the corners for structural settling. He looked at the ceiling for water stains that would indicate a failing roof. He peeked behind a stack of National Geographic magazines to look at the electrical panel—old screw-in fuses. That would need a complete update. The fluorescent lights of the office hummed at