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“Sure, I've seen them around. All the property managers know each other, at least by
sight.”
“Have you ever heard anything bad about them?”
She smiled again.
“If I had, I wouldn't tell you.”
This made us like her even more.
For the first time in five hours we exhaled.
☼ ☼ ☼
We gave Jane a tour of the house. She asked good questions and took lots of notes.
All seemed well, though the dismal condition of the middle floor, particularly the run-
down kitchen, stopped her dead in her tracks.
“How much did those guys tell you it would cost to knock this place into shape?”
“Forty thousand.”
She scrunched up her face in disbelief, then lapsed into a diplomatic silence.
“Let's see the bottom level.”
Down we went. She made gagging sounds when we showed her the recently-gutted
bathroom, but praised the workmanship of the projects Daniel had overseen so far.
Then we strolled into the side yard, where she eyed the raw, cinderblock façade of the
house's west side.
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