Lodgers left and leave the only key where Jack can’t find it.

” I only have one key, ” Jack explains, as he takes a hammer and knocks apart the dead bolt. ” I don’t want to be accused of stealing anything. ”

It only takes a few seconds of hammering to knock the dead bolt apart, reach in and trip the bolt locking mechanism, and open the door. The door handle has already been picked.

The only difference between breaking and entering, and getting a place ready to rent, is intent.

Jails in the Caribbean are made of rock, smell like the bowels of ships, and have pirate’s names scratched on cell walls with spoons.

Growing up in the landlord business, with a dad who had more than one property, this is just a small irritation, just a small pebble thrown into the calm lake. With a new deadbolt, lock set, and key, the new renters will never know the difference.

I, for one, never want to sleep anyplace where I don’t have keys to let myself in and out.

 

 

 

 

 

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