But the location was perfect. It was three blocks from a brand-new light rail station.
At thirty-two, he was standing in the cramped, yellow-tiled kitchen of Unit 3B. It was the top floor of a neglected 1920s brick triplex. He wasn't looking at the peeling linoleum or the avocado-green stove. He was looking at his future. buying a multifamily investment property
It was a mess. The owner was an absentee landlord living across the country. Two units were rented way below market value to tenants on month-to-month leases. The third unit—this one—was vacant and smelled of stale cigarettes. But the location was perfect
Leo had spent three years living like a monk, saving every bonus from his software sales job and analyzing hundreds of spreadsheets. He didn’t want a single-family home. He wanted a multifamily property—an investment where other people's rent would pay his mortgage. It was the top floor of a neglected 1920s brick triplex