Yona, I was under the impression that you’d paid the deposit but the funds do not appear to have come in yet. Can you call me please…
The officer tapped on the keyboard, cracked his knuckles. Finally, he looked up at me.
“The amount involved here is above my jurisdiction,” he said. “This will need to make its way up to the top.”
“What should I do?” I asked desperately.
“Just wait,” he said blithely.
I sat there on a hard plastic chair in the police station, swallowing fast, eyes darting to and fro. I sighed deeply, over and over again, wondering if I could put any hope in the police, if I could trust anyone again….
An hour earlier: You’ve got mail, comes the phone notification. I scroll through the emails. The top one’s from my lawyer, Shelly. Five weeks earlier, she’d helped me sign a contract to buy a family home, the house of my dreams for our family of nine. I’d paid the hefty deposit and was raring to move forward.
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