I looked at Nathan.
“You forged my signature.”
His face went completely white.
Rachel stood up.
“What?”
Margaret covered her mouth.
I felt strangely calm.
Almost too calm.
“You forged my signature on a loan.”
Nathan shook his head.
“It wasn’t supposed to go through.”
“But it did.”
“I was going to pay it back.”
“With what?”
He had no answer.
I looked at the loan amount.
My heart stopped.
It was far larger than I expected.
Not thirty thousand.
Not fifty thousand.
Hundreds of thousands.
I read the number again.
Then again.
The room began to spin.
I sat down.
Nathan whispered:
“Sofia, please.”
I looked up.
“Who gave you this loan?”
He didn’t answer.
I looked at the company name.
It was unfamiliar.
But the address wasn’t.
I recognized it.
It was connected to someone I had met before.
