A Scam!

Mrs Tan, my sixty-old neighbour, stood in front of me, looking dishevelled. She was not her usual impeccable self. Her bright eyes were dilated and her hands were trembling. For a moment, I was speechless.
It was a Sunday night and my parents had gone out to attend a wedding dinner and instructed me to do my homework. When I had finished my homework marathon, I was about to grab a packet of chips and watch television when I heard frantic knocking on my door.
"Who could it be at this hour?" I mumbled to myself. Opening the door, I was shocked to see Mrs Tan looking the way she was. She was holding a white crumbled letter in her hands. I invited her into my house for a cup of tea to calm her nerves.
" Please! Please help me!" she sobbed, covering her face as tears streamed down her face. Wild thoughts raced through my mine. Is Mrs Tan in heavy debt? Did she have any accident? Did... I jerked myself out of my thoughts as Mrs Tan handed me the letter for me to read.
For a while, I was stunned. Then, I smelt a rat. Could it be a scam? The letter informed Mrs Tan that her precious son, studying overseas had met with a accident. It required her to transfer some money to an overseas bank account. As Mrs Tan's husband had passed away a decade ago, she was the sole breadwinner of the house and they had many financial problems.
I understood the situation and knew that Mrs Tan needed money. I remembered that I came across a newspaper article about how many old folks were tricked into believing that their children had been either involved in an accident or kidnap and needed money for ransom and treatment. Could Mrs Tan be one of the victims?
I tried calling Mrs Tan's son a few times but to no avail. Mrs Tan cried her eyes out. I silently prayed for Mrs Tan's son to be safe and sound. I could feel could sweat dripping down my forehead and my hands turning clammy. Was her son really involved in an accident?
Just at that moment, Mrs Tan's phone rang. I t was her son! She immediately picked up the phone. I could see her tears of joy and a wide smile forming on her face.
"I love you!" Mrs Tan literally hugged her phone as if it was her son. Mrs Tan thanked me for coming to her rescue and to find a plan to get hold of  her son. I hope Mrs Tan will learn a lesson to not easily trust what is written on a mysterious letter and analyse the situation before making any certain conclusions. I also wish that Mrs Tan and her son's bond will stay even stronger than it is now.