And are you attributing this to some type of sympathetic voodoo ritual? 
I got rid of my fruitflies by cleaning the kitchen spotless from head to toe and then spending the next two weeks patrolling the kitchen and yelling at anyone who dared leave even a drop of juice, crumb of bread or licked spoon on any surface in the kitchen. You miss one daughter leaving her ice cream bowl overnight in the sink and you’re starting all over again.