My seven years of French are finally paying off.
He's gone.
Gone gone gone.
Not gone as in 'met with us, gave us the money he still owes us and promised to be a better person from now on', more as in 'gave the keys to the janitor and took off'.
He left us no money. Jerk. Now we have to track him down and consult a lawyer. Not necessarily in that order, but both has to be done.
Still and most important, he's gone.
