He laughs, but it's humorless. "My dad. He didn't want one of my places to sit empty. Kept making suggestions he and my mother could move out here. I needed a renter quickly, but I wanted a nice quiet tenant. The Commandments were my way of ensuring I wouldn't be annoyed in my own home."
Now it's my turn to laugh. "A thousand bucks for this place in the heart of the city? There isn't a rule alive to keep someone away from a deal like this. People would sign over their first born to live here."
"Yeah, I figured out my mistake when the real-estate company called with an agreement within an hour of its listing."
"Did it work?"
"Finding a tenant that doesn't annoy me?" He raises an eyebrow and c***s his head to the side in complete dispassion. "No."
"Trust me. You're a real peach to live
