transferred the entire $3.2 million.
Then I removed my parents’ visibility authorization from the old account.
The following morning, my phone began vibrating at 7:12.
Dad.
Mom.
Chloe.
Dad again.
By 7:19, I had eleven missed calls.
Then Dad left a voicemail.
“What the hell did you do?”
I listened to it twice.
And for the first time in years, I smiled.
I ignored the calls until after nine.
By then, Dad had sent six messages.
The first demanded that I call immediately.
The next two said