The FBI said I had triggered suspicions at the hair supply store for a number of reasons. Why was I in a Yellow Cab? Why did I spend so much money to purchase the items? Why did I come back for a few more bottles after the initial visit?
The agents were apparently also suspicious of me because the FBI was looking for a young, African-American woman that could fit the description of a Somali woman believed to be connected to Zazi. I am of Nigerian descent, in my mid-twenties, and am often still mistaken for a college student. Apparently I fit the profile perfectly.
Two hours later Rhonda called to tell me I was no longer being sought by the FBI for questioning. I let out the most relieved sigh I ever have.
Despite the fear of knowing that the "Feds" were after me and had been able to track me down through my credit card in less than 24 hours, I was able to reflect and actually marveled at the efficiency of the FBI. It is, in a way, comforting to know that they are on top of their responsibilities and makes me confident that they will continue to come closer to solving this investigation.