Weekend concierge still haunted by ghost of drug lord who lived in the penthouse only two weeks each year


Confrontations with the paranormal are always an unusual affair. While many instances can be explained away as harmless coincidence or paranoid interpretation there are still a number of cases that remain unsolved with no answer in sight. For the cynic it is easy to dismiss such incidents as totally impossible but for those with an open mind these mysteries become even more than possible, they become compelling. 

Concierge Aaron Lane is one who continues to experience the dread and turmoil of a relationship with the paranormal. For the past three years he has been haunted by the ghost of a drug lord who occupied the penthouse suite for just two weeks every year. The visitations first started one weekend in October 2015. “It was Halloween night and I was just doing my rounds on patrol,” Lane describes. “I started hearing a voice. At first I thought it was just a resident but when I went to investigate I found nothing. The voice continued though and I realized then that I was being haunted when it called me by my name and screamed about the time I reminded him to put his dog on a leash. I think he hates me.”

After this incident he has continued to experience regular hauntings, which the concierge admits are very frightening. “Each time it happens I have no choice but to leave work early. Ghosts and ghosts of drug lords are not what I need in my life. I haven’t told my managers because I don’t think they’ll believe me.” Typically Mr Lane starts work at 7pm and the hauntings commence after only a couple hours. “It’s so crazy. Most weekends I’m out the door by 9:30.”

Part of what makes this apparition so menacing is its regular use of a few terrifying catchphrases. Lane reports that he is regularly targeted with such lines as:

“In this country, you gotta make the money first. Then when you get the money, you get the power. Then when you get the power, then you get the women.”
“Why don’t you try sticking your head up your ass. See if it fits.”
“Who put this thing together? Me, that’s who! Who do I trust? Me!” and;
“Say ‘hello’ to my little friend.”

“It’s very aggressive,” Lane confesses. “It would be one thing if he was just making conversation, but this harassment is unbearable.”

Fascinatingly these lines seem to be explicitly drawn from the popular gangster movie, Scarface. An apropos choice for the spectre of another drug lord. A big fan of the gangster genre, Lane admits that he is pretty sure he has never seen this film – but he can’t be certain. We spent some time with Lane on shift but for the few weekends we were present the hauntings seemed to hold off. In his final statements Lane offered some speculative thoughts, “I think he ended up settling here because it was the only place that ever felt like home. Even if he only lived here for two weeks a year, I like to think it had a special charm as a place where anyone could be them self.” We left Aaron with a rosary and holy water but he preferred to maintain his own anti-spirit routine of beers, wings, and Goodfellas.

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