“I’m sorry Miss….your card has been declined.” the waiter apologized.
Petra looked at him blankly. “That’s not possible.” she said. “Run it again.”
“I ran it three times, Miss.” the waiter said, looking uncomfortable.
She gestured for him to lead the way. “Let’s head to pay the bill, I’ll look for my other card on the way.” she said, hiding her puzzlement at how the card could be declined — it shouldn’t be possible. When they arrived, she handed him a card that was from one of her accounts, and after a couple of tries, it went t through fine.
After leaving the restaurant, she made it a point to head to the bank, her first instinct to pull some of her personal assets just in case. From there, she wanted to then find out what was going on with Brandon’s if she could, though ultimately failed, as she was not Brandon himself.