Getting into the office, I organized my notes as I attempted to calm down. I swore to myself if I saw that car again, I was telling Roman. At least that time I had gotten good enough of a look to get the make and model of the car, along with the license plate.
They had sped off just moments after Nick had approached me. Something just wasn't right. Still, I had to let it go for then. My first interview was arriving in a little over ten minutes.
The first task of the day was calling the contractor, Armando. He picked almost right away and I asked if he could start that day, but to start on the upstairs units first, as I had interviews on the bottom floor. He happily agreed and announced his crew would be there in a couple of hours. Talking to him made me feel a little better. He was just such a nice guy.
