She worked hard and was tidy with her finances. Friends were always telling her how she was too nice. She was cheerful and luminous, and people found her fun to be around. She lived in southern California and worked as a credit analyst.
Michelle Brown was a single woman in her late twenties. In the past, she’d received calls for Mike Brown, a message looking for a Brown to pick up relatives from Hawaii who were waiting impatiently at the airport, and a call from some Uncle Brown about her horse she didn’t have. Because her name was a common one, it was normal for her to get messages for some other Brown. She had a penchant for sports cars, and she actually detested Dodges. Not only didn’t she own a pickup, but anyone who knew her realized that there was no way she’d ever own a pickup. Michelle Brown figured it was one more of those misdirected calls. Something about her new Dodge Ram pickup and the payment past due on the loan. It began on a winter day with a seemingly ordinary message on an answering machine. The Rock in the Box and the Mustard Squirter How to Protect Yourself and Your Business
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