“They never try to get out during the day,” Mr. Cerberus said, lighting a cigarette.
“Um, sir? I’m not a big fan of cigarette smoke. Could you put that out, please?” Kate asked, smiling sweetly.
Mr. Cerberus didn’t smile back. “Still my house,” he said.
Kate nodded, not knowing what to say. Suddenly the kitchen seemed smaller.
“As I was saying,” he said, in a tone of voice that suggested he’d been rudely interrupted. “They never try to get out during the day. The day is when they come to you, in fact. New ones, that is.”
“Yes, really. It’s during the night you have to watch.”
“When am I supposed to sleep?”
“Oh, you’ll get some. I suggest sleeping during the day, late morning, perhaps. Make it in your room so you couldn’t tell the difference. It’s imperative that you keep guard at night. Most of those that get out tend to be harmless, but there’s no telling that until the damage has already been done.
Kate shrugged. She guessed she could figure out a schedule that would work. It's not like there were many other choices in this town, and with her financial problems to deal with, at least the price was right. One thing was certain, though: this was going to be the last time she used Craigslist to find an apartment.
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