Rebecca asked me to explain the exact timeline of the lockout.

“I sat down to pay the monthly utility bills and the saved browser password didn’t work,” I said.

“Did Daniel give a reason for the change?” Rebecca asked.

“He came into the room, took the mouse out of my hand, and said his consulting firm had had a scam attempt.”

I pressed my hands flat against the mahogany table.

“He claimed he needed to update our security settings to fix a weak spot,” I said.

Rebecca wrote the word security on her legal pad and underlined it twice.