Eight Million in My Name

The day my bank cards were frozen, the bank told me I had an eight-million-dollar loan that was six months past due.

When the court’s enforcement notice popped up on my phone, I went numb. I was an ordinary office worker. Where would I have gotten eight million dollars?

Following the information on the notice, I rushed to the bank. The lending manager slapped a loan agreement down in front of me.

Fighting back panic, I demanded to know where the money had gone. The records showed that every cent had been transferred to an overseas account one second after the loan hit my account.