Natwest Card Locked (EASY)

You pocket the card. It feels heavier now. Not because of the plastic. Because of the key. And because you know—you know—that somewhere, in the silent arithmetic of the bank's servers, Kevin is already watching your next move.

The app says: "Call us." The hold music is a smooth jazz approximation of mercy. You wait. Twelve minutes. Eighteen. Your phone battery dips below 20%. You imagine the call centre in a fluorescent-lit office in Glasgow or Mumbai, where a human being named Priya or Dave is typing your fate into a system that doesn't blink. "I just need you to verify three recent transactions." But the transactions are yours. Of course they are yours. Who else would buy anti-dandruff shampoo and a packet of digestives at 9:47 PM? natwest card locked

Eventually, after 22 minutes, a voice. You recite your mother's maiden name, the last four digits of a card you can't use, the postcode of a house you left ten years ago. The voice says, "I've unlocked it for you. You should be able to use it in the next ten minutes." You pocket the card