Jason turned away to learn the house.
It was built in the genre of a Mediterranean villa however with a heavy Moorish influence that indicated it had been constructed in the twenties.
The interior was dark and opulent. She could imagine one of the outdated silent-screen vamps at household with the slimstained-glass windows, arched doorways, and wrought-iron grillwork. The kitchen had priceless Persian carpets on the floor, custom-made chairs with leather upholstery, and an antique samovar over the fireplace. It was a perfect arena for a woman with a Valentino complex. It was not her arena to judge; she was making an observation, but lucius, the homeowner, had called the heating professional for household services. It would include boiler repair and duct sealing, then during her work laboring on heating unit in weird sites, Jason had seen a lot of homes, however this one was in its league. Lucius was not in, however the housekeeper led him to the heat pump upgrade. The electric heat pump looked fairly new. The HVAC duct, however, was a little older and needed some work; Jason serviced the heating device and also fine-tuned the wireless control unit. Lucius had done an excellent job when it came to maintaining the electric furnace. Everything went smoothly with the electric Heating, Ventilation, and A/C, and she was on her way to another household where the caller said she needed an Heating, Ventilation, and A/C specialist for heating system repair and a new HEPA filter. She automatically provided energy-saving tips out of habit and gave free advice on the weird Heating, Ventilation, and A/C products for sale. Life as an Heating, Ventilation, and A/C serviceman had never been better. The workflow was great, and she had gained a salary increase; maybe it was time she suggested to Layla. Still, what was the hurry? She was a young man, and contrary to what people said, at thirty-five she still had time to dally.