Bethany POV
My night was shattered around four am when my phone went off. I groggily rolled over and grabbed it, not checking the number.
'Hello.' I was not fully awake enough to think clearly.
'Bethany Peterson?' The male voice asked. I pulled the phone from my ear and checked the number. It said a private number.
'Yes. Who is this?' I wondered who would call me this early. I still need to get my number.
'We are from the fraud squad, and we have some questions to ask about your case?' Fraud squad? What case?
'Do you realize it is four o'clock in the morning?' I was a little stunned when they decided to call me.
'Yes, sorry for the early start. Can you come to the station?' What? You have to be kidding.
'What now?' I was not even fully awake yet.
'Yes, Ma'am.' He was not rude, but
