The 2 A.M. Call That Nearly Broke Us — Until the Truth Came Out
It happened on a Tuesday, one of those perfectly ordinary nights that dissolve into deep, steady sleep. Then — at exactly 2:03 a.m. — my phone buzzed against the nightstand, slicing through the dark. Half-asleep and startled, I fumbled to answer. A woman’s voice hissed through the receiver before I could even speak: “You need…