The bank manager, Carol, explained that the transfers had been authorized using my personal information and security answers. Those details were written inside my filing cabinet, which Tara had spent hours organizing months earlier. I suddenly remembered her unusual interest in my financial documents.
The stolen money had been transferred into a joint account opened under my name and Kevin’s. However, I had never authorized such an account. When Carol examined the paperwork, she immediately noticed that my signature had been forged, confirming that someone had impersonated me.
Then Carol revealed that the bank had security footage from the day the account was opened. As she turned the monitor toward me, my heart began racing. Someone had sat across from a banker and signed my name to access my savings. But the person on the recording wasn’t my son Kevin, leaving me facing an even more disturbing question: who had really stolen my money?
