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Leo sat down on the edge of his bathtub. The tub was avocado green, original to 1973. He thought about his savings account, which had exactly $12,400 in it. He had been saving for a down payment on a used Honda Civic because his current car—a 2005 Corolla with a bumper held on by zip ties—had just failed inspection.
“See that?” Chuck pointed at the screen. “That’s a pipe break. Roots don’t get in unless the pipe’s already cracked. That’s not your fault. That’s the building’s bones rotting.” cost to unclog toilet
“Too late,” Leo lied. “It’s already overflowing. I’m documenting everything.” Leo sat down on the edge of his bathtub
Chuck packed his scope camera. He printed a fake invoice for $275—“trip fee and diagnosis”—which Leo paid with a credit card he’d max out. Then Chuck left, his van rumbling into the rainy night. He had been saving for a down payment
There was a long silence. Then Hargrove sighed. “I’ll send my guy tomorrow. Don’t use the toilet.”
