something terrifying.
The Hawaii vacation was not the biggest secret in that room.
The next morning at 8:07, my phone rang.
The caller introduced herself as Melissa Grant from NorthBridge Bank’s fraud department.
“We need you to come into the branch,” she said.
“Why?”
A brief pause.
“Because your name appears on documents connected to a commercial credit facility, and your activity last night triggered a review.”
I sat upright.
“What commercial credit facility?”
Another pause.
“Ms. Reed, I think it would be better to discuss this in person.”
