I Thought My Grandfather Had Given Me $200—Until He Calmly Said The Gift Was Half A Million Dollars
“I’ll think about it,” I said. “Great. Love you. Bye.” She hung up before I could respond. Something was wrong. That conversation had the same rhythm as the phishing emails I analyzed: all the right words, polite on the surface, but the underlying intent was rotten. I opened my banking app and checked the joint…