NEW THIEVES IN TOWN
The story below does not in any way have the authority of declaring Flamingo Micro-finance ltd as a complete fraud agency. It however highlights the plague of hopelessness that has been propagated by the same company to various clients whose names have been withheld due to obvious reasons.It highlights the names of the knaves who conned the aforementioned clients and gives descriptions in accordance to the information received on our news desk.
If any commotion or consequence ensues afterwards we are ready to give raw and hard evidence to justify the occurrences. We would like to warn and spread a word of caution to our readers concerning their future activities if they may consider to solicit any financial services from this company. The events of the story are purely a narration based on true events manifested upon the victims. Therefore it is an honest information as provided by the stated sources. Please read and share. ADIOS.
Utalijua jiji, so they say. It is totally true, that one heinous act of selfishness can make you understand the city better in just one day.
I liken it to a sunny relationship, where only one drop of rain changes everything. You suddenly learn that it can actually rain.
Until you get victimized in Nairobi, you will never see how awful this city can be. Until you see somebody’s tote being grabbed and spectators do literally nothing, you scarcely know the city, until you see kanjo round up peddlers; you will never comprehend the penitentiary context
And Juliani, in one of his songs, said that Nairobi ina wenyewe. You understand that the moment you get into a house leaving your shoes outside only to come out to an empty floor. It doesn’t matter what kind of shoe, it all melts down to those who control, run and own the city.
It is inconceivable to imagine that you can lose half a million bucks. Before you even imagine of losing that kind of money, contemplate on what you can do with 500k, especially with our current terrible unemployment scale that is crawling among the younger generation.
500k can change the whole life of an individual. 500k can buy you happiness for a couple of years. 500k can buy you 7 motorbikes so that you don’t have to walk to your work station. With 500k you can buy an android IPhone for your mother.
With 500k you can buy a hectare of land in Kisii. With 500k you can buy a sleek Volkswagen beetle for yourself. And the list goes on.
Basically it’s the kind of money that can abruptly change the way people view you. It’s the kind of money that can push others to open doors for you. And it is the kind of money that can help you acquire all the beautiful women in New York City.
You might not have come across this company known as Flamingo Micro-Finance Ltd in Westlands. Though there are those who come across it every damn second in their mind, until they can’t stand it. It is because of what this small company has done to them, making them beggars.
You see people love money. And these guys at Flamingo really understand that. They understand that you badly need money, in tons.
So they have come up with enticing loan schemes. Schemes which you can’t run away from. They are tidings you can’t turn down just like that.
The main objective of this microfinance is giving out loans to miserable business people. But even a bigger priority is fraudulent activities; stealing money from unsuspecting clients. They have mastered the art of conning ‘naïve’ clients. They are maestros.
What do you take of a deal that you can’t run from? A deal like this- that you can save money with them and get 5* loan. A loan 5* times your initial amount in just two weeks! That is sweet but creepy, or vice versa. It is like having diabetes but can’t you have stick fingers towards chocolates. You can’t refrain, or control yourself.
Following such deal and more, people make a beeline to their premises in Westlands, Devan Plaza 4/5th floor, to get their desires for quick loans gratified. Mostly ladies. I just don’t know why ladies. But they are girls you know…
I must admit that it is a decent office, one you can die for, especially if you have a lust for office. And there you meet the K’oyugis.
The K’oyugis is a trio from the lakeside, the very dark Omeras with the spryness of a serpent. They are the badass guys that milk other people’s pocket without flinching or feeling any guilt upsurge in their sausage fingers as they recieve the money.
It’s a dynasty of thieves, headed by Vincent K’oyugi (the big bro, the invincible motherfucker). In this hierarchy, the middle bro- Godfrey Otieno K’oyugi- steps in. He is the main man on the war front. He is the good for nothing asshole with a fake professional smile. He has the mouth of a Casanova, and leads all the deals assisted by the younger brother (barely 20), Timothy Oduor K’oyugi.
A close pal of mine fell victim and lost almost 400 k. You don’t smile by the way when you lose such kind of money, neither do you eat. You barely imagine that it’s gone, you simply tally that you spent it on undesirable need which later you tossed down the can.
Once you get the grapevine news of such a sweet deal, you don’t hesitate. You pack your things and head there to try your luck.
Note this few red flags so that next time you don’t eat the bait, hook, and the fish line all at the same time.
The usually want the money in cash.
Their systems will always be down- – no receipts to put it plainly, so they guarantee to give you the receipt the next day.
The deal happens in their office; mainly you meet this thick guy called Godfrey.
They have a sweet tongue. I don’t know if they have formulated new tricks.
(It is so unbelievable how she could leave the money with them with no evidence attached. But when she showed up the following day neither her money nor her name could be traced in the companies records showing that she had left that kind of money. Disbelief. Utter stun and debilitating of the bones, splatter, bang and flooding of the bone marrow from the bones to head, face, ears and eyes. And for a moment she could not move.
So Jane sought justice from every corner of government to recuperate her money. She approached Parklands police station and did write a statement. Days after the case the case was tossed under the mat, and directed further to hold tight as they continued to gather proof. She waited and waited and waiting became a full time job for her. Same to Joan and Juliet.
Days later she learnt that even the statement she had recorded had vanished and nothing could be found.uncovered that the issue had been sorted This is why I hate cops, they worship money. They dish from both plates and breast feed their huge tummies.
The story was highlighted in some social media platform, where the same guys tried to bribe the admin so that he can pull down the story, though it never happened.
Most nauseating is that these gentlemen continued sending her deprecating messages, undermining her that she couldn’t do anything, in broad daylight. This continued, communicating obviously that they were at no time giving back her well deserved money. She became stressed. She doesn’t eat. She is slimming every second. It is just unendurable. She is not even 26 man. Till to date she still clings to hope that someone will crack a whip to serve her justice. It is a story that never ends.
I just don’t know if these guys forgot about that money they stole. I don’t know whether they just took the issue so literal that they continued convincing themselves that nothing can be done. No! you don’t take someone’s money and expect it to end like that. The payback bitch comes calling later.)
Have you ever met someone who you can talk to and believe everything he says the first second? I am one of those guys. Only that everything about my talk is believable. With them all that they say that looks authentic is amazingly on the fake end.
The organization has been accounted for before as having conned numerous clueless customers of their cash. They have been amicus curiae for a while; they know all the corridors of almost all courts.
So my friend went to report the case to Parklands Police station (a police station with dirty cops) only to find that it is a common name there. It is the people that you do not need to describe for the police to recognize them. The have been there incessantly. You might wonder what happened next.
As I was doing my investigations, I later learnt that these guys are bribe gurus. They bribe every fucking cop. And I hate dirty cops, damn. From the small cop to OCPD. And the case was thrashed in the bin. Justice was long coming.
When someone cons you half a million bucks and makes you feel like a raped whore because he thinks you can’t do anything, literally qualifies you to be called a bitch. He is really convinced that there ain’t a thing you can do to get his ass screwed. Deep down his throat he spits you out like disgusting sputum.
Not even for one moment does he think that you can hunt him down. That in the dark recesses of one of the mystical nights you can hire a mercenary and slice down his throat into two and watch him die. Not for a moment does he think that you can seize him, hang him on a noose, cut his dick and feed it to him. Not for a moment does he think that you can just storm into his office one jolly morning and stab him with a serrated dagger that will slice through his ribs, and come out with his lungs, which you can later sell to a dying cancerous motherfucker for millions of money.
It doesn’t seem to happen to him that any of the above possibilities can happen. You cannot trust the cops; they will eat your money and disappear to thin air. And the cycle goes on, till you are desperate clinging to no hope. It is not healthy, not appealing either. You employee drastic measures.
The bible says that you should forgive and forget. It is the best medicine. You see this friend is the best friend of mine. Like she makes part of me. And when a resolute asshole pricks her I feel the torment.
Some place absolution doesn’t have any significant bearing. An eye for an eye does. Impunity cannot be propagated by forgiveness. . For awful things to happen is for the great men to do nothing. You see you can’t trust the government to assist you because it is corrupt, so where or who do you run to? It is the moment that you hear people become bloody punks. And they take the matter to their own hands.
In any case on this connection I am an author. I am not the casualty but rather I feel sorry for her, and one day, even if it is years later justice will be served. I will want to see the smile I used to see on her face before all her plans went tumbling. I will want to see the sparkle in those small eyes of hers, and hung out more regularly with her to just share some euphoria.
The following are some of the many exclusive photos of the figures behind the curtains of banking in this company. The story changer is here.
The also have a loan scheme where you can get a loan 10 times your savings. This is a pure bait.
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In one of our chats with them about the situations, they told me to bring the war to them. And the beginning starts right here.
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