Mr. Abraham introduced himself to me as an author and was quck to bring me his first book and let me know of his wealth and success. He made sure I looked him up through Google and sure enough, there he was. He wrote a heart breaking true story called Lost Blood and an entertaining fictional called Angel X, Are you a believer?. A moving being produced called Santa Mia.... As charming and handsome as he is, he quickly shared his thoughts of adoration and special dreams of me.
It did not take long for him to starting "borrowing" money from me as he forgot his bank card, etc. He wrote me a check (however did not sign it saying he would pay me back tomorrow" Tomorrow never came and every day there was another story. His wealth was something very much talked about and with his phone calls and insisting to see me every night plus his charm was very convincing. [continued below]....
..... I do still have the check and will make sure nothing ever happens to it!
Then comes the "the IRS has seized my home...my cars...my bank accts" and a very consistant detailed story. He is so thankful that he has a rental apartment which he had already for a friend that had been separated for her husband (she didnt need it anymore)? Thank God another friend had a Tracker truck for him to borrow seeing as they seized his 2011 BMW and 2011 Benz that he had paid cash for......
The stories got very interesting. His money challenges got intense and his promises to "take care of me for life and forever will I be his charity" Every day was another amount of money needed. Utilities out (friend from Russia was here to visit and it was humbling...), Phone shut off, need need need. I gave him more then $10,000 in a 2 month period of time.
I drained my bank account with his constant asking and encouragement, cash advances on all the credit cards to their limits, got 3 different $1,500 cash loans from 3 different casino's, went to 3 slimy check cashing establishments and even took a title loan out on my car. All this with him holding my hand and kissing my forehead as we stood waiting for more money.
Of course he also had a painting worth millions of dollars that he could sell at any time. It was stored in a vault at the Bellagio and he had decided it was time to sell it. "What would you like to buy babe"?, he asks over and over. " Anything in the world can be yours".
Everytime he begged for other means of money for XYZ reasons, he assured me that it would all be taken care of in the next day or two and not to panic. I was going to be taken care of for life because "God brought me into his life and I was the truest form of a friend". Everytime he convinced me to give him more money I told him how afraid i was, how broke I was and how I would be financially ruined if he did not take care of all his debts that we incurred through me.
Promises of money ($15,000) being wired to my bank acct from his brother who "is a senator" in Denmark. Complications (1 wrong number) and then finally the "IRS seized that also" A friend named Wally who owns a large automotive sales company in Kansas where Marco used to live has agreed to help Marco out and will fix the problem and send $15,000. Wally knows how successful Marco is and without a doubt will come through with the money.
On the day the money was supposed to be sent, I went over to Marco's apartment. My worst nightmare happened. He was gone. The door was open and he had gone....gone....no phone call... nothing. Gone. Just 4 days prior I had gotten a title loan because he was being evicted! Where did that money go?????
So here I am. I was 1 day from being evicted (never been late paying rent a day in my life and thank God for an old friend), I have no money, I will probably lose my car. I am on unemployment so I cant even make all the payments that are scheduled. He promised "on the grave of his Mother" that none of that made any difference anyway because either the IRS was going to unseize, his brothers money would show up, and of course Wally.....
I take care of my elderly Mother.....I can not admit that we are in trouble. Marco A. Abraham, I would have never ever thought you would do this to me, to my family.