One Four-Hundred-Dollar Hotel Charge Sent Me Home Three Weeks Ahead of Schedule

“Is that the man from the security camera?” Vance asked.

“Yes, sir,” I said.

“He’s the one in the silver sedan.”

Vance sat back in his chair.

“Do you know who he is?”

“I’m about to find out,” I said.

I opened my personal email.

I clicked into the search bar.