“Since you are surrendering the unit, all access codes and parking passes will be deactivated immediately,” Helene explained. I smiled because I knew exactly what that meant for the two people currently drinking my wine upstairs.
Spencer was never on the lease because he had claimed he wanted to wait until his business was more stable. Legally, he was nothing more than a guest who stayed too long.
I sat in the lobby and waited while the security team processed the paperwork. A few minutes later, my phone started blowing up with missed calls and angry texts from Spencer.
When the elevator doors opened, Spencer came charging out with Paige trailing behind him looking confused. “My key card isn’t working,” he shouted at the front desk.
A security guard named Dave stepped forward and informed him that his access had been revoked. Spencer looked at me sitting on the lobby bench and his face turned from confusion to pure rage.
“What did you do?” he hissed as he tried to walk toward me. I stood up and told him that I simply followed his advice and packed my things.
Helene stepped out of her office and informed them that the lease had been terminated by the primary tenant. Spencer started screaming that he lived there and had rights to the property.
“Not legally,” Helene replied with a cold professional tone. She told them they had exactly two hours to remove their belongings under the supervision of security.
Paige looked like she was about to cry as she realized her dream of a free luxury lifestyle was over. “You can’t leave us on the street!” she yelled at me.
