Karen walked to her, bringing with her the pungent smell of industrial strength bleach and super cleaner. Karen was the resident manager and caretaker. She perused the stain on the floor as Cassie finished putting the last part of her new bed frame together, then she crossed to open a window for fresh air.“I still have no freakin’ idea, kiddo.” Karen shoved her hands in her jumpsuit pockets. “That’s my last, best idea on spot removal and it’s not even making one damn dent in it. Sorry. And I know the feeling. I had one of these in my apartment, too. Just figured the last resident manager had left it, which doesn't explain why she’d just bolted and left all her stuff, though.”“Really?”Cassie’s expression said that was strange.“Yes. Really. My boss was vague and prickly on the subject. The company should’ve just kept her deposit, not all of her belongings. Who just leaves all their stuff and wanders off? Maybe she just cracked under pressure? Residents can be wicked odd.”
