The Life Thief by Cherie Mitchell

Author:Cherie Mitchell [Mitchell, Cherie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2019-06-03T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Hank Dobson frowned at the computer screen as Becky waited for him to go through the charges against their account. “As I said to Michael on the phone, I don’t think these are double ups, Becky. Each purchase has a different code against it and a different time stamp.” He spun around in his chair to face her. “Is there any chance someone has had access to your credit card?”

“No, it’s always in my handbag and my handbag is always with me.” She tightened her grip on her handbag where it sat on her lap. “No one could take it without me noticing.”

“Do you have it with you now? I’m sorry to have to ask you to check, but I want to cover all avenues.”

Becky laughed lightly as she opened her wallet. “That would make me look foolish, wouldn’t it? Me sitting here telling you that no one has used my credit card when it was actually stolen weeks ago.” She pulled it out and waved it around triumphantly. “No, here it is.”

He looked at her gravely. “Have you ever heard of identity theft?”

“I’ve heard of it, yes. But what’s that got to do with me?” She frowned at him as she put her credit card away. “I still have my credit card, which means no one has stolen it.”

“A thief doesn’t have to physically have your credit card in order to steal your identity. They can use the card number on its own. Full-scale identity theft includes stealing an individual’s social security number, financial details, and other personal details. It’s big business in the criminal world and an activity that we as a bank are constantly fighting against.” He sat forward in his chair again and began to type on his keyboard. “I’ll cancel that card immediately and we’ll issue you a new one.”

“Do you think someone has been pretending to be me?” Her stomach clenched into a painful knot. She’d worked so hard to find herself again after Tony and the thought that someone else had carelessly taken her identity was sickening.

“It looks like it. I’m sorry. I know it’s not a nice feeling.”

“Someone came into my house the other night, Hank. I forgot to lock the door and Michael was away. They lit candles in the living room and left me a love note of sorts. This credit card thing,” she tapped her handbag, “It really is just the icing on the cake.”

“Someone broke in to light candles?” His kindly face crumpled with concern. “Did you call the police?”

“Yes, I called them straight away and they were very good. They searched the entire house but the person had already gone. It was my own stupid fault for leaving the door unlocked.”

“But you said they left you a note. Did the note have your name on it?”

“Yes… it was a note very similar to the silly little notes Michael leaves around the house for me.” Used to leave for me. They’d been fighting so much lately that leaving her a cutesy note was probably the last thing he wanted to do.

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