Looking through her room
Growing more suspicious, I decided to search Eliza’s room for any clues while she was in the hospital. I quietly rummaged through drawers, peeked under the bed, and flipped through books on her shelf. My heart raced with each creak of the floorboards, and guilt gnawed at me for invading her privacy, but something deep down told me I had to uncover what she was hiding. Whatever it was, it had to be something big.
Looking Through Her Room
Withdrawal slips
I found several withdrawal slips, each showing large sums of cash taken from Eliza’s account. The amounts were enough to raise suspicion, and the dates matched up with her strange behavior and secretive meetings. Why was she taking out so much money? This wasn’t just about her medical crisis—something far more sinister was going on. I carefully put the slips back but made a mental note to dig deeper.
Withdrawal Slips
