So mysterious, in fact, that Matt's answering machine didn't blink to tell him it existed.
As you know, we've gone a week without contact from the apartment person. No horse heads appeared on our pillows, though, so the general plan was to send a concerned email, leave a concerned message the actual leasing office, and wait.
Someone got back to us the same day!
"Hi, this is [second fellow who called us to let us know first person was no longer working there, and that third person would be taking care of us], I guess you may already know that [third person] is no longer working here."