Parr walked to the stairway.
"I'll want someone to clean this mess up," he said curtly.
"Yes, sir," the realtor said.
"Tomorrow," Parr said.
"All right," the realtor said, consciously omitting the "Sir" as if to reassert his own individuality.
Parr glanced at him. "I'll send you sufficient money to cover the fee." Without waiting for an answer, he started up the stairway.
The upper two floors were in much the same condition as the first. From the third there was a narrow flight of steps slanting to the roof. Parr eyed it with disapproval.
"Narrow," he said.
"There's seldom any reason to go up there ... sir."