"Yes? Hi. I'd like to complain about the noise coming from the apartment upstairs."
He paused, his fingers tapping against his leg in irritation at the delay while the lady on the other end of the line went to find her supervisor.
"Yes? Hello. This is Gabriel from Apartment 1212. I just wanted to file a complaint against the tenants living above me. You see they...."
He fell silent as he listened to the man, Bruce, the apartment manager, speak, the voice sounding bemused and sightly condescending to his ears.
"What do you mean the apartment above me is empty? It can't be. It sounds like a dance troop up there, constantly thudding and moving around at all hours. Not to mention the child's loud....I don't understand. How can it be empty? Have you checked? Maybe someone has an old key to the....I see."
He listened to Bruce, the explana