" You are ones who haff been making all the noise?” A man stood by the stairs, half-silhouetted by the light pouring through the hallway window. He was short, bald, and round. “Yeah,” said Nate. “Sorry about that.” The man nodded once. “One of you is Mister Nathan Tucker?” “That’s me.” He nodded again. “I am Oskar Rommel.” His accent turned the S into a Z and emphasized the K. “I am the building manager.” “Nice to meet you.” “Nice to meet you,” he parroted. He stepped into better light and features appeared on his face. He had bushy eyebrows and a mustache like a comb. The hairy arms hanging out of his wifebeater were thick with slabs of muscle that had gone soft. Nate guessed the man was pushing sixty. “The elefator does not work. "
― Peter Clines , 14 (Threshold, #1)