A month after my 42-year-old husband Daniel unexpectedly passed away, his phone suddenly chimed with a notification. It was a new hotel charge on his credit card—made just minutes earlier. Shocked, I rushed to the hotel address. While driving, a text appeared: *“I’m already at the hotel, waiting for you.”* My hands trembled.
Then his phone rang. A woman’s voice asked, *“Where are you, love? I’ve been waiting for you for an hour!”* Confused and upset, I shouted, asking who she was. She hesitated, then said, *“Isn’t this Jake’s phone?”*
But my husband’s name was Daniel, not Jake.
Eventually, I learned that a 23-year-old man named Jake had hacked into my late husband’s phone, stealing all his personal data, including his credit card information. Authorities were contacted and managed to resolve the situation.
It was a painful and confusing experience during an already difficult time.
