>>19528612She doesn't have to wait long for an answer to that question. A laborer in coveralls approaches, pushhing a two-wheeled dolly with more of her boxes on it.
>"Whoa whoa WHOA!? What the fuck do you think you're doing!? Turn around, and bring that shit back up to my apartment. It's MINE!"The laborer shrugs. "You got the wrong idea. Renter of the apartment told us she needs to move everything out. She's got more guys coming to move her own shit in tomorrow."
Carmody stares in disbelief, refrains from throttling the guy as he parks this stack of boxes next to another.
>"What are you talking about!? You've got the wrong apartment."The man with the dolly grimaces. "Okay, miss, the renter of the apartment let us in with her key. Showed a copy of the lease when we asked for proof of residence, and told us she wanted ALL this stuff out. I assure you, we do not have the wrong apartment, the renter's been showing us what to take."
The renter of the.....!
>"OH NO NO NO."Carmody pushes past the man and runs upstairs to her apartment.