Sylvia wasn't just a crazy Karen complaining about property lines. She was desperately guarding a thirty-year-old toxic time bomb buried beneath their shared property line.
Armed with this terrifying realization, Mason knew he couldn't just call the police. The local precinct considered it a civil dispute, and the city inspector was already bogged down in bureaucracy. If Mason made wild accusations about toxic waste without proof, Sylvia would sue him for defamation and drain the last of his savings.