Sunday, 1 August 2021

Hushpuppi Cyberscam Operations Revelation


Inside the ‘Hushpuppi’ Operation That Indicted DSP Abba kyari.

In October 2019, a businessperson started looking for an investor who could provide a $15 million loan to build an international school in Qatar.


By November, the businessperson was on a plane to Kenya, to meet a potential facilitator – Abdulrahman Juma, a 28-year-old parading as the ‘Chairman’ and ‘Funding Officer’ of Westload Financial Solutions Limited.


Juma was able to convince the businessperson to sign a contract that mandated the payment of a $225,000 consultancy fee before the loan could be disbursed.

Of course, there was no loan. But the businessperson didn’t know that at the time.


After the businessperson wired a first tranche of $164,450, Juma provided a forged document showing a wire transfer of $15 million from a Barclays Bank account in the United Kingdom to the businessperson’s bank account in Qatar, according to documents from the US Department of Justice.


When the businessperson reached out to the bank to confirm the funds, there was no $15 million. The businessperson contacted Juma, who said the businessperson had to pay another “payment of release order” to release the funds.


In early December, the businessperson wired another $150,000, hoping that would be the final payment for the release of the $15 million. The businessperson was wrong. 

Because the dance had just begun.


Enter Hushpuppi

On December 7, 2019, Juma reached out to Ramon Abbas, popularly known as Hushpuppi, an Instagram celebrity who took pictures with expensive cars and watches and wrote motivational captions before his July 2020 arrest in Dubai.


Juma and Hushpuppi, apparently, belonged to a global fraud syndicate that has fleeced numerous individuals and organisations of millions of dollars.

In July, Hushpuppi pleaded guilty to multiple counts of money laundering before a US Federal Court and now faces up to 20 years in jail.


The December 2019 conversation, too, revolved around how they could siphon more money off the businessperson seeking a $15 million loan.

Hushpuppi told Juma that he would pretend to be a Bank Director – with the moniker Malik –  when communicating with the businessperson. The duo agreed on profit sharing and Hushpuppi created a new Whatsapp account, using an American phone number.

 

Texting the businessperson, Hushpuppi introduced himself as Malik, “the director of the bank responsible for crediting you the funds” working with “Mr Rahman (Juma) from Kenya.”

Juma and Hushpuppi shared, with each other, screenshots of their messages with the businessperson, as the conversations progressed.


To begin to tempt the businessperson to part with more money, Hushpuppi said there was a need to open a bank account in the United States, to transfer the $15 million loan because Qatar had apparently been sanctioned by the US government.


The initial agreement was that the funds will then be credited from the US account to the businessperson’s bank account in London.

Apparently, Hushpuppi had a ‘white guy’ from America call the businessperson to boost the legitimacy of the scheme. 

The businessperson “is so happy”, Hushpuppi reported to Juma.


Using the resources at his disposal, Hushpuppi created a fictitious business name statement (carrying the name of the businessperson’s company) in the US. He then used the business name to open a bank account, in the name of the businessperson’s company.

He was also able to generate a ‘Durable Power of Attorney’ form. Fraudulent, of course.

On December 20, Hushpuppi sent the account and online login of the Canoga Park Wells Fargo account to the businessperson, who must have felt, once again, that the loan was palpable.

But when the businessperson sent Hushpuppi the information for a UK bank account where the loan funds should be deposited, the latter balked.

 

Hushpuppi told the businessperson that it would not work to send funds to a “personal account” in the UK. Instead, the businessperson should open an investor’s account with his own private banking service.

To open the account, Hushpuppi said, the businessperson would have to fund it with a minimum of 250,000 pounds.

At this point, the businessperson started to smell a rat. But the allure of imminent victory was too strong.


On December 23, after some back and forth between Juma and Hushpuppi, (the former apparently wasn’t convinced that it was the right time to ask for more money)  the businessperson agreed to open the investor’s account.


American money launderers


To receive and launder the proceeds of the Qatar operation, Hushpuppi relied on two other individuals living in the United States – Rukayat Fashola and Bolatito Agbabiaka.

He also used part of the loot to purchase a luxury Richard Mille watch and St. Kitts citizenship.


On December 24, Hushpuppi sent the businessperson two bank account details, one belonging to Agbabiaka, and the other to the Richard Mille watchseller.

That same day, the businessperson transferred $330,000 to the accounts and sent Hushpuppi photographs of the wire transfer confirmation.

 

Now, the businessperson must have been agitated. 

“Can you please let me know when I can receive the fund as agreed and promised?” The businessperson said in a text to Juma after forwarding the $330,000.

Juma forwarded the businessperson’s messages to Hushpuppi with a note: “I need your advice before I get back.”

Hushpuppi must have smiled. He had another trick up his sleeve.


The money call

On January 4, 2020, Vincent Chibuzo, another of Hushpuppi’s associates, sent the Instagram celebrity a message containing a “telephone banking” number. 


This will “blow the client’s mind,” Chibuzo said in his message to Hushpuppi.

The next plan had been to create a fake Wells Fargo bank website and a fake banking automated telephone number that could deceive the businessperson that, indeed, the promised funds had been deposited into the Canoga Park Wells Fargo account Hushpuppi had opened for the Qatar business.

When the “telephone banking” information was eventually sent to the businessperson, it was so convincing that the businessperson wrote back to Hushpuppi: 

“OMG, I can’t believe it, it’s true.”


After calling the businessperson, Juma sent Hushpuppi a voice note.

The businessperson “can’t breathe,” he said.

The businessperson “is really excited.”

The businessperson “is crying tears of joy.”

The businessperson “is thanking me.”

In response, Hushpuppi said, “Are you proud of me or not? It’s a perfect job, bro.”


The tax plan

After raising the businessperson’s hopes, Hushpuppi reached out and claimed there was a need to pay a tax of $575,000 to have the loan cleared.

“Sorry but this is too much,” the businessperson replied.


The next day, the businessperson contacted Juma, asking him to find a way to avoid paying the $575,000 tax. Juma sent screenshots of this conversation to Hushpuppi.

On January 10, Hushpuppi and Juma discussed reducing the amount the businessperson should be asked to pay. Later, they communed on how to stop the businessperson from flying to the UK to confirm that there were funds in the purported Wells Fargo account.

Juma said he had told the businessperson to keep things quiet, and to not tell anyone or ask anyone about the status of the loan.

On January 13, the businessperson agreed to pay $440,000 in taxes.


The Kyari connection

The saying that ‘there is no honour among thieves’ began to manifest among the Hushpuppi syndicate.

First, Juma was able to secure $299,983.58 from the businessperson, perhaps as part of the tax payments. But he refused to share it with Hushpuppi because he (Juma) had not received a share from the earlier $330,000 sent by the businessperson.


Then Chibuzo, who was based in Nigeria at the time, accused Hushpuppi of not paying for the work that was being done on the fake Wells Fargo website.


As a way to get back at Hushpuppi, Chibuzo contacted the businessperson directly and, claiming he was “trying to help”, said Hushpuppi was a scammer.

When Hushpuppi got wind of Chibuzo’s actions, he was livid. “I will deal with him,” he told Juma.

Hushpuppi reached out to Abba Kyari, a Deputy Commissioner in the Nigeria Police Force, and sent him Chibuzo’s phone number.

 

In one text to Chibuzo, Hushpuppi said in pidgin: 

“I swear with my life that you will regret messing with me, you will even wish you died before my hands will touch you.”


Now, Hushpuppi’s relationship with DCP Kyari is contested.

The police officer has said he received no payment to arrest Chibuzo and that he was only responding to a violent threat complaint raised by Hushpuppi, but there is overwhelming evidence, including screenshots of receipts sent by Hushpuppi to Kyari, that the arrest of Chibuzo was influenced by DCP Kyari’s chummy relationship with Hushpuppi and not credible intelligence. (The Nigeria police has said it is investigating the matter)


“Please sir, I want to spend money to send this boy to jail; let him go for a very long time,” Hushpuppi said in one text to Kyari.


“Ok bro, I understand,” Kyari texted back. 

“I will discuss with my team who arrested him . . . we will do something about it.”


Hushpuppi said he was ready to send money to the team, so they can deal with Chibuzo like an “armed robber.” Kyari said he would send the team’s account details. 

When Hushpuppi said “I want him to suffer for many years,” Kyari responded, “hahahaha . . . hahahaha.”


Chibuzo was released about a month later after contracting a skin disease in jail.


A litany of doubts.

Chibuzo’s whistleblowing had apparently not deterred the businessperson. Too much money had been sunk into acquiring the $15 million loan, the businessperson must have reasoned. Too late to now throw in the towel.

But after paying Juma $299,983.58, the businessperson was beginning to doubt the Kenyan financier and turned to ‘Malik’, the Wells Fargo banker.

The businessperson told Malik – Hushpuppi – that they believed Juma had been scamming them, after spending over $1 million to acquire the loan.

“I know that you think I am stupid but I trust (Juma) and now I’m going bankrupt,” the businessperson said.

Ever the conman, Hushpuppi said, “Wow, over one million?”


Then he promised to help the businessperson.

Later, he claimed to have spoken to his supervisor who was willing to reduce the tax amount that the businessperson would pay to $180,000. But he asked the businessperson to keep their discussions confidential, especially from Juma.

“Try and get the $180,000 sent before the end of the month and (Juma) will be put to shame and God will deal with him also,” Hushpuppi told the businessperson.

At the same time, Hushpuppi was deflecting enquiries from Juma about what the next move to get more money from the businessperson was.

On March 2, 2020, the businessperson wired the $180,000 to Hushpuppi, a bulk of it to an account provided by Agbabiaka, the alleged American co-launderer.


On March 11, the businessperson contacted Hushpuppi to ask about when she would receive the $15 million loan to build the international school. Hushpuppi claimed to have gone to the IRS to pay the tax and that his boss would be able to send the wire the next day.

The next day, Hushpuppi told the businessperson that his boss, Yousif, would contact the businessperson.


The bogus Yousif identity contacted the businessperson via Whatsapp and demanded payment for additional “transfer charges.”

But the businessperson, exhausted and defeated, reached out to Hushpuppi instead.

“Sorry Mr Malik but I’m not gonna pay more and I’m out of this game,” the businessperson said. 

“I’ll stop all my communication with you. You are doing what exactly Juma did. I’m now 100% sure that you and Juma and Yousif are all one team.

Tuesday, 9 March 2021

THE INTIMATE ESCAPIST

 Excerpts, from the historic mystery book & adventrous erotic thrillogy.. MRS. HOT! 


……………………………„

“You look so sick and pale, darling... Come to me”

Evie felt awkwardly strange, with him standing there inside her compound. 

 She didn't know how to react or what to say, “Um, it’s just a flu... and I’d be fine by tomorrow”

       

 Demetrios went close to her,

drew her closer and kissed her forehead, 

“Yes, you'd be fine. I’ll take good care of you. Evie, you’re coming home with me.” 

He ordered!’


 The outdoor drive did Evie some good, she kept watching Demetrios on the wheels and how impeccably relaxed he seem, undisturbed like a sea god... ‘Evie giggled silently at the thought of him being an actual sea god and noticed he glanced her way often while still focused on driving...’ 

   

 Occasionally Demetrios touched the palm of her hand, which sent shivers of sparks through her whole body, and lightly as the touch may feel it magically destroyed her thinking mode. ‘And slowly, Evie had to withdraw her hand from his, in fear of sane destruction...’ 

    

Parked in, 

 Demetrios got down went to the other side of the car and opened the door for Evie. And lovingly, he carried her inside, although she had hesitated he insisted with a nudge and

without saying a word. 

                

Evie felt so light in his arms, she belonged there holding on to him Demetrios affirmed to his mind. He laid her on the large sofa in his sitting room and got blanket from the spare room to cover her up...leaving Evie there while she rests, he went into the kitchen to prepare a light soup for her. He had brought her home, to his house in fear she’d slump or something worse might happen to her. For Demetrios knew well enough Evie had no one to take care of her, ever since she remained married to her family's former lawyer... Manuel 

 It enraged him, coldly. That he cursed! 


 The thought of it infuriated him further, and it took every fiber in him to keep his fury on check, He couldn't go on and watch her suffer not when he can help it, fudge,’ and he cursed out of his breathe again! 


Back in the sitting room, 

. He watched her sleep restlessly on the sofa, Evie manageably had eaten barely enough to suffice her strength and he was very worried,

although she was a strong woman in a petite full body, average height rather not too small her hips were well rounded, breast not too small and right for his taste. Darn!, he let out. She was a mesmeric slight to behold and her beauty was heartbreaking, that Demetrios could feel his heart clench at the thought of any mishaps befalling her. "To be continued... 

Tuesday, 22 December 2020

Being a Coward


Sunscreen is for cowards afraid of skin cancer.

Work is for cowards afraid of poverty.


Clothes are for cowards afraid of cold (and shame)

Belts are for cowards that are afraid of their pants falling down.

Seatbelts are for cowards afraid of windshields.


Helmets (all kinds) are for cowards afraid of force

Engineering is for cowards afraid of bridges, buildings, etc. collapsing.

Fire extinguishers are for cowards afraid of fire.


Water is for cowards afraid of chapped lips.

Antibiotics are for cowards afraid of shitting themselves out of existence.


Hairnets are for cowards afraid of hair in their food.

Shoes are for cowards afraid of blisters.

Toilet paper is for cowards afraid of fecal remnants.


Masks are for cowards afraid of COVID.


And thus is the word of the Lord. 

So there...


Blessed are the cowards for they will inherit the Earth🙏🏾😇


~Wear yourself a merry little Christmask👌🏾

The Job Interview

Interviewer: What is your mail id?


Me: adityapratap2018@gmail.com


Interviewer: What's​ the password of your email ID?


Me: Why password Sir? What is the relation of this job with my privacy?


Interviewer: I need to know something from it. So what is your mail Id password?


Me: Sir, password is - need_a_job (gave actual password).


Interviewer(without typing the password): You don’t seem to be a believable person, you may share the secrets of the company. Why should I hire you?


Me: Were you about to hire me, if I seemed to be believable?


Interviewer: Yes! why not, everything was fine with you except this huge mistake. Secrets of the company are very important. When you can share your password for this job, in future you will not give a second thought for exchanging secret information of this company for a better job. Sorry Dear, It’s a huge mistake.


Me: Okay Sir, Why don’t you just enter the Password?


Interviewer: Okay(typed need_a_job).


After typing the password. Next thing will be:


Me: Sir, there are still many things beyond passwords, I will never-ever share the secrets of the company to anyone. Now, you can happily hire me as I proved myself to be believable.


P.S. - For extra security, everyone should have 2-step verification. You never know, when will this extra security save you.

Thursday, 12 March 2020

Covid-19 - The Novel Wuhan Virus 2019

I am not scared of Covid-19. I am concerned about the implications of a novel infectious agent that has spread the world over and continues to find new footholds in different soil. I am rightly concerned for the welfare of those who are elderly, in frail health or disenfranchised who stand to suffer mostly, and disproportionately, at the hands of this new scourge. But I am not scared of Covid-19.

What I am scared about is the loss of reason and wave of fear that has induced the masses of society into a spellbinding spiral of panic, stockpiling obscene quantities of anything that could fill a bomb shelter adequately in a post- apocalyptic world.

I am scared of the N95 masks that are stolen from hospitals and urgent care clinics where they are actually needed for front line healthcare providers and instead are being donned in airports, malls, and coffee lounges, perpetuating even more fear and suspicion of others. I am scared that our hospitals will be overwhelmed with anyone who thinks they " probably don't have it but may as well get checked out no matter what because you just never know..." and those with heart failure, emphysema, pneumonia and strokes will pay the price for overfilled ER waiting rooms with only so many doctors and nurses to assess.

I am scared that travel restrictions will become so far reaching that weddings will be canceled, graduations missed and family reunions will not materialize. And well, even that big party called the Olympic Games...that could be kyboshed too. Can you even imagine?

I'm scared those same epidemic fears will limit trade, harm partnerships in multiple sectors, business and otherwise and ultimately culminate in a global recession.

But mostly, I'm scared about what message we are telling our kids when faced with a threat. Instead of reason, rationality, openmindedness and altruism, we are telling them to panic, be fearful, suspicious, reactionary and self-interested.

Covid-19 is nowhere near over. It will be coming to a city, a hospital, a friend, even a family member near you at some point. Expect it. Stop waiting to be surprised further. The fact is the virus itself will not likely do much harm when it arrives. But our own behaviors and "fight for yourself above all else" attitude could prove disastrous.

I implore you all. Temper fear with reason, panic with patience and uncertainty with education. We have an opportunity to learn a great deal about health hygiene and limiting the spread of innumerable transmissible diseases in our society. Let's meet this challenge together in the best spirit of compassion for others, patience, and above all, an unfailing effort to seek truth, facts and knowledge as opposed to conjecture, speculation and "catastrophizing".

Facts not fear. Clean hands. Open hearts. Our children will thank us for it. #Covid_19 #washyourhands #scrubyourhands #getyourflushot #avoidcrowdedplaces #respect #patiencenotpanic

Wednesday, 25 December 2019

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF ME


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As an English teacher, my take is that the “what” question is asking for criticism or praise. I’ll use this narrative to bring home my response, as blunt and direct as I possibly can.

 There is an estimate of 108 million humans to ever walk this planet earth and at least 7 billion living today. Think of it this way. If you had to live 108 billion times all over again, I earnestly doubt you would still be stuttering with no confidence.

Literally no one cares. No one cares if you made a mistake once,
Or twice.

No one cares if you tripped over a step in public as long as you brush it off, get up and walk again (even if your heart is pouring and your palms are sweaty).
No one cares about your eyes or voice. Here’s the bitter truth.

You are pretty/handsome. You might be smart, kind or even rude. You might have a talent of absolutely nothing or excel in a subject. At the end of the day, you are average until you prove yourself to be otherwise. Whether It is to five people or ten thousand people.

So next time you walk up, put aside and focus on the bigger pictures because these strangers won’t remember you in a few months, and that is the harsh fact. 
Thank you!



Tuesday, 10 December 2019

The Harshest Truth You Will learn


1) Physically attractive people will get respect, even if they did nothing to earn that respect.

2) Money is the only way to solve a great number of life's problems.

3) Heartbreak isn't a possibility, it's guaranteed.

4) Sooner or later you will have to stop caring. Not about your physical and mental health, but about other people. It doesn’t make sense to hang around those who aren't interested in cheering for you.

5) Teachers will love some students and won’t hesitate to criticize/insult others, and you might fall into the latter category (it happened to me). I wouldn't count on an explanation.

6) You have to honor yourself and your wishes. Nobody else will.

7) Time is running out, and it passes a lot faster as you age. Think twenty years is a long time? It isn’t.

8) There’s a reason older people keep cats and dogs as pets. These animals really are the best company in the world.

9) Haters will hate, even at the best of times. It’s the only job they can find.

10) Lying, gossiping, cheating, and stealing happen all the time in the world of work. People will spread lies about you, even though you’ve done nothing wrong (it happened to me).