My wallet has gone missing. I suspect a theft may have occurred.

I wasn't sure at first — my maid couldn't find it. It turned out to be a dark brown wallet with a distinctive message on the front; it was in the shadow under the bed and hard to see, but I found it.

I made a lighthearted comment, quoting a line by Jules Winnfield from Pulp Fiction.

Please try to stay calm.

You can go to a commercial bank to request replacement cards — one, two, or three as needed.