Category: Housing

My husband and I were thrilled when our son expressed his desire to move out. Don’t get us wrong, we do adore him, but we also adore our own space, and after eighteen years, having him around has gotten to be a bit much.

We are in a privileged financial position, and so we decided we wanted to help our son achieve his goal of moving out by making the process as simple as possible for him. Although my husband does have some knowledge of the property market, the last time either of us purchased property was about a decade ago, so our knowledge is a bit out of date. We both decided we needed an expert to guide us through the buying process. One of our close friends referred us to an online page with buyer’s advocate reviews. Malvern East has several notable buyers advocates, but we settled on the one with the best reviews. After reaching out to him, we received a response almost instantly and were set up with our first meeting.

The buyers advocate we worked with knew almost everything about the Malvern East area, which meant finding a home for our son was a lot easier. He was patient with us, and we appreciated this since we admittedly did have a lot of questions throughout the process. We provided the buyer’s advocate with a list of our son’s requirements and also a profile about him and his interests, just to make it a bit more personal. We thought it would be easier to find a fitting home for him that way.

The buyers advocate also belonged to the buyer’s advocates Melbourne network, which meant he had a network of people to assist him in his search. He was responsive and kept us informed throughout the whole process, which made the process of finding and purchasing a home much more enjoyable than either my husband or I had anticipated. We eventually settled on a lovely home not too far from where we already live, so that our son could be close to places he already knows and could come to us if he ever needed anything. We were so glad we chose to work with buyer’s advocates and recommend them to everybody!

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“If we’re going to do this,” Redman said, “there’s something you need to know about my situation.”

The Director rested his hands together, on the desk between them. “Do elaborate, then.”

Redman took a deep breath, wondering how he could explain it without giving all the crazy details that would make them think he was insane. Maybe he was – Redman couldn’t really be sure.

“There are… others,” he started. “Other members of my crew who will be firmly on the side of Gideon. We’re a very tight-knit group, so it will be difficult to keep this from them. I may have to go long stretches of time without reporting, and I may be kept out of Gideon’s business by circumstance from time to time. If you can handle that, I’m in.”

After seeing what the Zircon Clan were hiding in their documentation for a buyer’s agent near Brighton, Redman wasn’t sure he could truly get on board with their plans. However, he could go along with this double agent mission, then decide which side he’d truly join – if any. 

He wanted an equal society without elites stepping all over everybody else, of course, but was he okay with it being at the expense of New Melbourne suburbs? Did the innocent buyer’s agent Melbourne residents had come to trust deserve to lose his business? Did the regular people of New Melbourne deserve to lose everything to create the New Adelaide utopia?

“You do whatever you need to,” said the Director. “Your insights into the workings of Gideon’s inner circle will be invaluable. We’ll take whatever we can get.”

“Great,” said Redman. “We have an agreement, then. Now, the only thing that’s left is getting me an alibi for abandoning my meeting with Gideon.”

Jesse and the Director gave each other an odd look. “Oh, I think we’ve got just the thing,” said Jesse with a sly grin.

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I guess I’m the only one doing anything around here? So business as usual, that’s what they say. Doesn’t help that it’s been MONTHS since the Golfing Expo website went down, and that was where I vented all my stress. I have to make use of…places like this, I guess. Now the actual property we’re using for the Expo is up for debate, since someone forgot to file the paperwork. And by someone, I’m talking about Justine, obviously. What’s your title, Justine? Oh, you’re in charge of all the important documents?

Seriously, this is what I have to work with. All my other jobs, and I have to pick up the rest of the mess. Of course! I’ll be the one to go to the office of the conveyancer in Caulfield, not even close to where I live, so I can hunt for some old housing paperwork that proves we definitely own this place we’re using for the expo. The one good thing is that the conveyancers around here actually know their stuff; didn’t take long once I was in the office. Probably could have done it on the phone, to be honest. I dashed back to school, picked up the kids, fed the family and make sure the whole place was clean before heading out again. Then I went to the meeting that night to present the fact that I’d talked to the conveyancers and everything was fine, only to discover that Justine had cleaned her desk for once and found the documents anyway.

Nice one, Justine. And where was Janine, our so-called head of admin? On her holiday. And Nadine, the morale officer? Having a nervous breakdown. I swear, between Justine, Janine, Nadine, Lorleen, Janene, Carleen, Shirleen, Harleen, Praline, Cystine, Antihistamine and Chlorine…wait. Hang on. I just noticed something about ALL my friends.

…they’re all useless! Next time, YOU can drive to the conveyancer in Cheltenham or wherever. At least they’re actually efficient once you get there.

-Shamique

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