So remember last month when I thought our tenant was disappearing after not being able to pay rent? No? To refresh - we have a guy in one of the furnished studios who has been here for over a year. This is the guy that hangs around with the dregs of society, had his car stolen last year, and has been looking more and more haggard this year. He goes to Toronto once a month "on business" for a few days and from what I can tell, he spends the rest of the month holed up in the basement here. We have no idea how he gets his money. He's the one with the raucous BO, and appears to own two outfits. Anyway, he finally came around and paid his rent last month and even paid us on Friday for this month telling us that it was his last month here, though he would confirm that later this week. That brings us to yesterday.
As I was running out to do some errands, I noticed a paper under the windshield wiper of his car. One of the crack whores he entertained last month had left a couple hand written notes in the mailbox last week and I thought it might have been a note from her. I just had to Gladys Kravitz it and have a look. As soon as I bent over to look at the paper on the windshield, two guys jumped out of a big tow truck and accosted me, "Do you speak French?" "Is this your car?" I answered yes and then no and told them to ring the tenant's bell at studio #2. I knew he was inside (but didn't say so) because I had just seen a pizza be delivered to him. He didn't answer. The note was actually from the police. Apparently he fled the scene after crashing his car into something. The men showed me the accident damage on his car and they told me that they had to wait for him until he showed up.
This morning they are still there. Yes, there is a stake-out at our house. We don't want to get involved, so we're not, but I have a feeling that he's going to be moving out a bit sooner than the end of the month. Stay tuned.