Facebook Love Scam Involving Blog Visitor- A Must Read!

This is lengthy but worth the read....you just might be one of his victims right now sef

Hi Stella,

How are you doing?  I am one of the followers of your blog, always looking forward to checking whats new and hot happening.

I have wanted to share my story with you for a long time but i was a bit skeptical about it because of how private and conservative i am. But as events unfolded, i decided to share my story, hoping this would help someone.

About a year ago, i got a Facebook invite from some guy, looking through my profile and his, we had no mutual friends; his pictures were not familiar, hence i ignored the invite. A couple of days after, he sends me a message, begging me to accept his invite and would like to know me better. This aroused my curiosity. At this time, i was not in a relationship and pressure to get into one was building up, so i checked him out again. He was very good looking, and wondered why he would be making so much effort to get my attention with his looks. 

I accepted his request a couple of weeks later and responded to his chats once in while, as i was not a believer of meeting a soul mate via social media and was still very skeptical about it all. He said he was a medical doctor, working with Halliburton, and had done his residency in the states, came back a few years back to settle down. I didn't want to tell him what i did for a living, as men just assumed i had a lot of money since i worked with a reputable oil company, but i finally did. 

We moved on from Facebook chats to BBM and then phone calls. He was very sleek with words, and had a way of warming his way into your life, but i still had my doubts. It was too good to be true. My friends told me i was just been a pessimist and should give him a chance.

On one of my time offs ( i work offshore), he came by my house, that was the fist time i was meeting him, He looked cheap. He wore a pair of worn out sued shoes (you have to look really close to know they were worn out as they were tending to brown but was originally a shade of green....lol, yes i notice these things), a pair of stone wash jeans and  white tee-shirt. My skepticism increased, for some who is a doctor with an oil servicing firm, looking this tacky, it wasn't adding up, but i went along. 

During his visit, he met my sister and her kids and they fell in love with him immediately. At the end of the visit, we agreed i was going to come his place to know where he lived and spend some time together as i was due to go back to work in two days.

I got to his house after church, it was in Magodo ( not nice Magodo). It was not what i expected. The road to the house was horrible, and i had to park my car two streets before. The house was the only duplex in the area. On getting into his flat, it was scantily furnished and again, my spider scenes started to tingle some more. I could not help my self and asked why he chose to live here and he gave a story of how he used to live in Lekki and there was a fire in his house and he lost all his stuff, so had to find another house on such a short notice and settle for this. I didn't believe the story, but just smiled. That was the beginning of the tales.

As my visit went on, he told me that there was a problem, that he got a call last night after he left my place, that his mum had been found unconscious and been taken to the hospital. He had been with her all day and been moving her from hospitals and his siblings were not helping matters as they could not support financially. He had exhausted all the money he had withdrawn for the weekend and didn't have an ATM card (another long story). I sympathized with him, but still did not add up.

On my way out, he said he was going back to the hospital and would ride with me to Berger to get a bus to Iyana Ipaja, where the hospital his mum was admitted was. I asked about his car, ( he didnt come in one the previous day he visited, saying he was not familiar with the area and hence took a cab). On the drive, he said he had only #150 with him and did not know how he would return from the hospital. I drooped him off and gave him #3,000.

Through my drive home, i played back the events in my head and wanted to believe this fellow but it still didnt feel right.

I went back to work the next day, told my friends about what was going on and they said to give him a chance and stop been pessimistic. I started to doubt my instincts and decided to just seat back and watch how events would unfold. 

During my two weeks at work, a lot of drama went on. While we spoke everyday and he updated me on the status of his mother's health, she had been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, how she had been moved to Lagoon hospital, how much he had spent during the period, (#6.8M), she had undergone surgery and she finally passed on within this period.  Also, she had to be buried because she's a Muslim ( news flash). 

This is where it all began. He had spent so much money and was officially broke. Everything he talked about was centered around not having money, paying off debts and bills he incured during his mothers illness.

 As i got back from work, he began to talk about marriage and we should start to plan towards it. This was the same person telling me at every turn that he was broke, and now wants to get married.  I know people would say, this was the time to run, but I hung around, why? Because I wanted to catch him in this lie and some part of me wanted to believe it was all coincidence.  

With my doubts still tearing every word and action he took,  i did not want to let them make me loose "Mr Right". He wanted to meet the rest of my family and state his intentions.  I told him i didnt know him well enough, and he should slow down, but as fate will have it, my folks were in the states and this delayed all his rush. I also requested to be introduced to his family but it was one excuse or the other of in-availability or something else. 

Three months into the "relationship", he told me he had gotten a job with Shell and would be moving from Halliburton. As the good girl friend, i was happy for him and hoped his financial issues will reduce. I didn't know it only just began.The request started to flood in, recharge cards, transport fare, food, picking up bills when we went out, etc. I was upset at myself for doing these things but i thought, what if things were as he said it and they got better, and  i was not there when he needed me? Yeah Yeah,  I know, I was stupid there.

There after, i fell ill and required surgery. I had to go out of the country to seek medicare. While i was away, i reached out to a friend who worked in Shell and asked him to do some digging. He told me that my "Mr Right" was not in the system. He reached out to his friends in Halliburton after i had given him the whole load down and no one like that had ever worked in Halliburton. I was angry at myself, for seeing all the signs and still went in.

 So i began to trace any link we might have on social networks, as i had time on my hand, since  i was recovering from my surgery. I found out that he had various LinkedIn account set up for different companies and that is how he found me. so i set up another account in another name and sent him a Facebook invite.

I found pictures on line and invited a bunch of people from the profile i had created for myself. He accepted my request and we got chatting and then, Bam! He told this new person i had made up on FB,  another story. He was going through a divorce...(ye kpa, divorce now!). He was a surgeon and worked with the same oil company i worked for, same unit i work for and used information i had given him to build a new profile for himself.

To cut the long story short, I also found out that he actually got into medicine but never graduated as a doctor.

As i got back to Nigeria, he was all happy that his "bank" was back. I confronted him with all the information i had and he denied it, until I showed him the chat he had with this other lady, stating he was a surgeon. He was speechless and almost ran out my house. 

He is still out there prying on women, using his looks and words to woo them out of their money.

His name is Kehinde (kenny) Ezekiel Haastrup, hopefully that is his real name.

I have also attached his picture, to let women not fall victim of his scam and fraud.

I would appreciate if you share this on your blog as i know a couple of women who have had the same experiences but were not as luck as me to get out when i did.

*Thanks for sharing babe