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Frustrated and increasingly worried about Eliza’s well-being, I confronted her again. “Eliza, why are you withdrawing so much money?” I asked bluntly. She looked taken aback, stumbling over her words. “It’s nothing, really. Just some personal stuff.” Her evasiveness only deepened my concerns. I pressed her for more details, but she dodged the questions, her answers as vague as ever. The more she avoided me, the stronger my sense of dread and frustration grew. What was she hiding from me?
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In desperation, I turned to my best friend, an IT specialist, hoping he could help me get to the bottom of things. “I need to know what’s going on with Eliza,” I told him. “Can you help me access her emails?” He nodded, sensing the urgency. “Give me her email address and some time,” he replied. A surge of hope ran through me—maybe, just maybe, he could uncover the truth behind what Eliza was hiding.
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