I bought a house from a man who had owned it for forty minutes
Closed on a 3/2 brick rental in a small midwest town last month, nothing special, 1,180 square feet, tenant already in place at a rent I could live with. Cash, no lender, because I wanted the first one simple.
The closer handed me a folder at the table and there were two settlement statements clipped together. Mine on top. Underneath, one with the same address, the same date, a different seller name, and a purchase price about thirty one thousand dollars below what I was paying. She saw my face, said "oh, that shouldn't be in there," and took it back, and by then I had read the number.
So the man I thought was the seller had bought the house that morning from an estate. He funded it with short term money, took title, and sold it to me in the next appointment. Two closings, two files, one house, one day. The county here does publish prices, so I would have found the first deed eventually, though the recording showed up weeks later and I would have already been collecting rent.
What I sat with for a few days is that my own math didn't change. I underwrote it at my price, the roof has maybe eight years, the tenant pays on the first, and the thirty one thousand was never mine to have. If he had brought me the contract to assign instead, I'd have seen the fee and probably tried to grind him on it, which is exactly why he didn't.
Still weird to shake hands with someone who has owned your house for less time than the drive over.