Story Dose

I called him back. “Mrs. Norris, is there something else?” he asked. “Yes.” I stared through my windshield. “That fifteen-thousand-dollar charge. I want the complete transaction history from the last thirty days.” There was…

Where is she? What happened? Why is she screaming? Miriam simply stood there with her hands folded over her waist, her expression calm and almost bored. As though she’d seen this before. As though…