The Stolen Card, The Identity Thief

Summary

The hotel called to politely remind me that I'd forgotten to pay for the protection used last night. They'd already charged it to my membership card.

I was stunned. I'd worked late at the office last night and hadn't even stepped foot in a hotel.

I confronted the only other person who knew my card details―my husband, Silas Vance.

Silas looked at me with total confusion.

"Babe, that hotel is over fifteen hundred a night. I'd never spend that. It must be a system error," he said.

"Someone pro