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Having gain that much from John Smith.
I partied and mingle with Alex and James and some couple of yahoo guys in gombe.
Notwithstanding, I enjoyed every bit of my stay in Gomber especially
now I had funds to spend, albeit ill-gotten. Nevertheless, John
Smith’s last message still troubled
“You know Karma’s a B***h right?”
KARMA? What does Karma really mean? Last time I checked, it’s a
Bhuddist belief that whatever you do comes back to you. Well, thank
God I’m not a Bhuddist. If anything, John Smith got served by Karma, I
the delivery guy.
We were in a club, around GSU, breaking bottles as usual. When a older
guy of around forty came in. He was keenly staring at me in
particular. He seem like and igbo guy.
Later on, most of my guys were already tipsy, and I don’t get tipsy
not until the seventh bottle. I then approached the guy, guess I had
the courage due to what I had drank.
Me : hey man, what you looking at ?
Strange man : boy have your sit. (Pointing to a chair beside him.
I obliged and sat down by him.
Strange man : young man, my name is chidi, and I was also once like you.
Me : mister I don’t get.
Chidi : with the way you are spending spree and talking, I know what you are.
Me : what am I ?
Chidi : a wire wire ofcousre.
Me: (shocked) his it that obvious.
Chidi : I told you I was once like you.
Me : (took a cursory look at him) then what happened?
Chidi : let go outside, the walls has hears.
As a yoruba guy, I understood that statement.
I followed him out. He pointed to a green car. I followed him and we
both sat in.
Chidi : well let me tell you my story so you learn. I am chidi like I
said earlier, what people used to know as yahoo , a term used to
defraud unsuspecting and gullible persons, especially foreigners,
through the internet, has gone beyond mere conversation and emotional
chat. During my time yahoo plus was the trend in cybercrime world, as
resorted to using fetish means to hypnotize their victims in order to
get what they want from them. I ventured into cyber crime eight years
ago, after several attempts to gain admission into the university
Unfortunately, five years down the line, I could only get myself this
My sudden change of mind, followed a startling discovery that human
parts were being used to prepare concoction that would
“ You may not believe me but it is true.
Those who are into yahoo plus use charm to
hypnotize their victims. This is because the
ordinary yahoo no longer yield the desired result.
Our targets are getting wiser and no longer fall
“When I noticed that I was not making any
headway in yahoo business, I decided to inquire from some of my
friends who were in same business but were living better off.
To my surprise, I was made to understand that
the in-thing was yahoo plus. I decided to embark on a journey to Benin
Republic in the company of Chuks, Odinakachukwu and Chionye. There, we
met a herbalist who told us to buy three live cocks and other items
which he used to prepare some concoction for us. After that, we were
asked to stand in front of the shrine,while the herbalist chanted
incantations that would enhance our success in yahoo plus.
“As we left for Nigeria, we were given some
concoction which the herbalist said were
prepared with human parts. We were asked to
put the concoction in our mouths whenever we wanted to type or
discuss with our victims.
But when I got home, I became restive. I
remembered my mum’s admonition never to go into anything fetish but
to serve the almighty God. I kept the concoction away and watched as
Three months later, one of us Chuks, made 3000 dollars But
Odinakachuckwu lost his younger brother who went to use his laptop.
The instruction of the herbalist was that no one except him, should
use his laptop. Just as we were smarting from that, Chionye lost his
“I decided to quit at that point because I did not want anyone to die
on my account. I am
therefore decided to quit yahoo finally”.
I broke my laptop into pieces and here I am living like a freelance.
But I know I have a settled mind.
Me : well with all you have said, I am not into yahoo plus, neither
would I shed any blood.
I just get lucky and I understand the game better.
Chidi : but do you know karma would come for you one day?
Me : it’s not possible, am not doing anything too wrong.
Chidi: what you sow you reap.
Me : alaye enough of the preaching. You are the one who wants to be
like this. Have got to ball. Mister double your hustle, no time for
Chidi : wetin my eyes done see, wetin my hears don hear, in this game.
You don’t know.
Me : mister have a good night.
I stepped out his car, slammed the door, and went back to join my guys.
Ish what’s with this Karma of a thing sef.
Getting back home that night I reflected on what chidi said, though
I’ve always had my reservations on cheating people online especially
vulnerable women, which was why I switched from dating to goods and
apartment, but I had gotten to that point in life where money must be
made. So I continueD
my journey to been a Yahoo Boy.
Two months left for my passing out parade.
So I knew I had limited time, I had to do comprehensive dating now, to
see who I could be my way out of the country.
I thought miss rose was the one. But she wasn’t replying my mails any longer.
Then I met a new zealand woman on one of the popular dating site. She
seem rich with the pictures on her profile.
I claimed to be christopher williams, a guy based in malaysia. I used
my real pictures, because by that time, I was almost fresh and very
light, due to the modeling treatments have had days back.
we started chatting, and in matter of days she was into me, I devoted
my time to chat her, I’d wake up all night to chat with her.
She fell in love with me. My first payment from her was when I claimed
to be in possession of gemstone worth $18,050,000, which he
purportedly inherited from my father.
With time I was able to make of $267, 000, (about N53 million) from
her. Yet she never suspected anything. She was lost in the love I
showered on her.
Then she initiated that I come over to New. Zealand.
“Karma is a bit-ch”
That statement still kept ringing imaginary bells in my ear. But seriously, I know my game and I know how to play safe, so I really don’t give the statement too much concern.
I started setting in places my traveling documents. Though to be sincere, no place is quite sure yet.
Lagos became like another home for me, because of the fun I’d tasted their, I kept going to Gombe and Returning to Lasgidi.
On a day like that I was in a bank with some. Friends of mine in lagos then, to cash out some cash via moneygram when I saw John Smith coming in and was talking with the security.
The John Smith dude was slowly becoming a bogeyman in my life. The last time I saw him was at a show at Eko Hotel & Towers, I had to boycott the red carpet just to avoid him & we’ve managed to avoid each other all this while, so why have our paths decided to cross now? First thing that came to my mind was Karma? Was the B***h about to F**K me up? I didn’t wanna find out. I just collect the panama, one of my friends was putting on, and placed it on my head, then put on my sun shade, to complete, iif you knew me before I bet you wouldn’t recognize me.
My friends were all aware of my previous encounter with John Smith so I didn’t have to say much they got the message when I pointed to his direction with style.
The statement “Karma is a B***h”. Sort of got me thinking to the point that I find my self, stepping into a catholic church.
It’s been a years have stepped into one. But with the feeling of bad omen I was having around me. I just decided to see if attending church could sort of guarantee me being safe.
My birthday was fast approaching & I had made up to try and limit my yahoo scams to a minimum but like every other habit, it wasn’t easy to drop. I was making more money now than I ever did, all my clients were paying like they were spellbound. I couldn’t just turn away from all that money! The devil surely has his ways of keeping us in his team. I wasn’t going to let him win this battle though.
But basically I dropped dating, I was just into goods full time, I attended mass at least twice a month but I became more involved, attending sunday mass more frequently, made
anonymous donations, I even went for confession. I drew closer to God because I realized my love for money wasn’t easy to drop & I needed spiritual help and guidance. The harder I tried to leave the game, the more
money I made. Clients I hadn’t spoken to in months began to reconnect.
One of them Cindy williams, who was the COO (Chief Operating Officer) of a major company in Australia, was in her late forties & married to a billionaire when we met online but she was having marital issues so I insisted she finalized her divorce before we got into anything serious. She duly obliged and then I insisted she got rid of the diamond ring her husband gave her, so as to erase any form of reminder. She agreed to let go, so I convinced her to send the ring to me instead to help her
dispose. I got a contact in the UK who sold the ring for $70,000!
She kept on paying me for months despite several attempts by her friends and family to discourage her from doing so. She believed I was real. Poor Cindy. Don’t be too quick to tag her as gullible because I had a pretty tight game. I could easily scam you too. Wouldn’t
you believe a person is real if you saw him/her via web cam, spoke with his mom, account officer, saw his account statement, signed contract documents? Knowing what you now know, you would disagree but trust me, everybody is a potential client.
After about 8 months, Cindy was finally convinced I was a fraud, mainly because I had refused to meet with her. She arranged several meetings in different countries & in each of them I pulled a no show. Deeply hurt, she
stopped contacting me & all efforts I made to contact her proved abortive. It felt like she left earth. For over 6 months, we had no form of contact whatsoever, so imagine my surprise when I received an email from her just days before my birthday.
She claimed she was still in love with me and couldn’t let go. Although I was a bit skeptical about her sudden reappearance, I found myself in a dilemma, caught between letting go or reconnecting with her, knowing fully well I stood to make millions if I did the latter. It
was a hard decision to make but my greed triumphed over my conscience. In hindsight, I should have followed my conscience but life doesn’t come with a rewind button, does it?
So I reconnected with her and we got talking. We agreed to a meeting again but this time around I arranged the location. I decided we went on a vacation to Kwala Lumpur, Malaysia. I chose Malaysia because bosun was over there who would help me play a long con
on her dubbed ‘wash-wash’ in street terms. Wash-Wash is a form of scam in which you meet the clients in person and convince them to part with their money. It involves greater risks but even greater reward.
Cindy wanted us to meet before or on my birthday (I use my real birthday on my scam profile) because she wanted to spend the day with me. She said she would plan something romantic for me but I insisted on meeting after. I had put in too much time & expenses
into planning my birthday bash here in Nigeria to abandon it for a trip to Malaysia, so I scheduled the meeting for the weekend after my birthday.
Prior to our initial ‘break-up’, Cindy and I were making plans to buy a property in any of the exotic islands around the world. We were both going to contribute equal sums to buy the property, so I restarted the plan. I convinced her to bring her share to Malaysia so we could buy the property. It was this sum I had planned to take from her via wash-wash.
Having made all the necessary arrangements for my trip to Malaysia, I channelled all my efforts into throwing the party of the year…
Leaving my guys in Gombe wasn’t an easy thing for me to do, have
gotten too much attached,but a guy has to live his life.
The day after my passing out parade, I had been processing, so on that
day I left for malaysia via Abuja (ABV) to Kuala Lumpur (KUL).
When I landed, bosun came to pick me up with a car at the Airport, he
drove to his hostel in Kuala Lumpur Metropolitan University, Malaysia.
Before now, I never knew bosun was schooling in malaysia, I always
thought he was just there to hustle. I couldn’t hold the question in
any longer. Immediately we got to his room. I saw some other three
guys, two of which look like a nigerian, and the third a citizen of
Me : Bosun omo na you o
B.B : how was the flight ?
Me : have never spent that much hours on a plane before mehn, this
country seems calm o.
B.B : Na you sabi, sha take your time and rest. You will need it.
Later in the day.
B.B : o boy wake up.
I was awake initially but my eyes were closed.
B.B : there are few things you’ve got to understand about this place,
things are not as they seem. As a nigerian here, they jail nigerians
anyhow. So use your head o.
Me : I grab.
B.B : Any ways meet my guys, we are in the game together.
Me : seriously so you are really a student here.
B.B : yeah am here as a student. I never forgo my education for once
now. YY is just an attachment.
Me : Hmmmn guy now you.
B.B : Na you sabi, like I was saying meet, Dharmie Richie, his
specialized in wire transfer and cheque cloning. (Pointing to him, I
shook hands with him) And this my guy Frank, his a full time guy into
dating, so just feel free to ask him anything. And lastly, our eyes
and ears here, lokman, his into everything and he has links in banks,
with the policemen and talk of anything.
Me : Nice meeting you bosses , am your guy, hope to learn from you.
Dharmie : mister no dey dull o, you don become one of us niyen.
Lokman : you are welcome nigga, guys let’s hit the street, with time
we would get to know each other better.
Though I was still feeling tired from the flight, but I just have to
mingle, We all went outside, since it was a friday evening, bosun
drove the car to Vertigo Club.
Omo I thought naija babes are plum, but at that club I was just
amazed, ladies were just free styling, everyone was dancing, the
drinks served in the club were different from the ones here in naija.
But as a gee, I must not appear awkward. I kept mingling.
Lokman noticed I kept to myself , siping my drink by a corner.
He just jump on the sit next to me.
Lokman : guy how far now ?
Me : I’m good
Lokman : see how you acting like a lone ranger. Mister mingle, catch
fun, do you need a girl.
Me : you know I have to calm down and watch before I start mingling now.
Lokman : nah , look here, girls here are very easy, just speak
english, and just english. No nigeria intonation, speak fluent
english, besides you’ve got the looks, I bet most of these girls are
dieing to dance with you.
Me : (smiling) guy just free me jawe.
Bosun who was intially lost in a dance with a babe, noticed lokman
talking to me, he also joined us.
B.B : Lokman how far ?
Lokman : This you guy isn’t in vogue at all, his just dulling.
B.B : ife looking here, in this club, it’s zero dulling. Common get on
the dance floor.
Na so I just stood up and join them, and lo and behold, the girls in
the club were the one who approached me where I was dancing alone, one
by one they kept coming, and with the drink I had drank, I was already
tipsy, so I really didn’t no what was going on any longer. I just kept
dancing and having fun.
As in I was feeling at home already.
I didn’t dull foR real.
To Be Continued…