I ignored a missed call from an unknown number.
The next morning, I had 17 more.
All from the same number.
No voicemail.
No text.
Just missed calls.
I finally answered on the 18th call.
A man asked,
“Is this still your number?”
I said yes.
He sighed with relief.
Then he said something that made no sense.
“Good… because someone has been pretending to be you.”
I laughed.
He didn’t.
He told me he’d spent two weeks negotiating with “me” over the sale of a car.
The only problem…
I’d never listed a car for sale.
He sent me screenshots.
The profile had my name.
My profile picture.