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The ad read like such, "Owner looking for a full time house keeper. Living arrangements can be provided and no experience necessary. Please call 679-555-1978 if interested. Bring references and dress to impress." Seemed rather normal. Someone who perhaps was looking for work after having no luck on the current job market may reply to such an ad.
A number of people did. Though he was rather picky. He was looking for someone that would be physically attractive as well as someone who wouldn't be missed. So that would leave him with a narrow search. Both men (who had no chance of a job) and women had applied and so far none were receiving a call back.
Everything was being conducted on his property. A rather large estate that seemed isolated as it was off the main road and down a stone path. The mailbox out on the street would give a hint of where his place was. People rarely would visit and no one thought twice about the property even when it was mostly dark.
Mr. Syntar was the name he had given to the latest hopeful. The time of day was 2:00pm. Felt it wouldn't be too late and make someone uncomfortable about having to travel back to the house. He was currently waiting his next applicant having just continued down his list as he awaited her to arrive. At least he knew it was a female having talked to her on the phone and been given her name. Perhaps she would be the one to meet his requirements that he didn't share with anyone.
The ad read like such, "Owner looking for a full time house keeper. Living arrangements can be provided and no experience necessary. Please call 679-555-1978 if interested. Bring references and dress to impress." Seemed rather normal. Someone who perhaps was looking for work after having no luck on the current job market may reply to such an ad.
A number of people did. Though he was rather picky. He was looking for someone that would be physically attractive as well as someone who wouldn't be missed. So that would leave him with a narrow search. Both men (who had no chance of a job) and women had applied and so far none were receiving a call back.
Everything was being conducted on his property. A rather large estate that seemed isolated as it was off the main road and down a stone path. The mailbox out on the street would give a hint of where his place was. People rarely would visit and no one thought twice about the property even when it was mostly dark.
Mr. Syntar was the name he had given to the latest hopeful. The time of day was 2:00pm. Felt it wouldn't be too late and make someone uncomfortable about having to travel back to the house. He was currently waiting his next applicant having just continued down his list as he awaited her to arrive. At least he knew it was a female having talked to her on the phone and been given her name. Perhaps she would be the one to meet his requirements that he didn't share with anyone.