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Asian beauty who cast a spell

By | March 1st 2010

By Kipkemboi Koech

An incident took place two years ago that still baffled me. I work as an accountant in Nairobi and although it was a public holiday, I had to report to work as usual.

In the course of duty I receive cash payments from clients for our services meaning; I handle a lot of money.

By midday, I had received hundreds of thousands of shillings.

Then in walked four smartly dressed people, among them a pretty Asian woman.

I asked how I could assist them. The woman told me that she had Sh5,000 in 200-shilling notes that she needed changed to Sh1,000 notes.

I was more than willing to help. But instead of taking the five 1,000-shilling notes I was giving her, she asked if I could find notes with serial numbers starting with the letters AX.

She promised to pay me Sh3,000 for every note I found.

Taken aback by the request, I asked what she wanted them for. The woman, who had all along addressed me as "my dear", said liked to gamble and wanted to use them at the casino.

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I checked the notes I had to see if I could find what she said wanted and get my reward. That’s when the woman asked me to let her into my work area to assist me find the notes. I accepted even though I knew it was prohibited for security reasons. I have always had a soft spot for beautiful women and from the moment I had set my eyes on her, the Indian woman was a knockout.

Once in, we got busy looking for the notes. Shortly thereafter she started rubbing her shoulder against mine. Since we could not get the notes she wanted, she asked me for my phone number saying she would call later.

After the four left, it took me ten minutes to get over the spell she had cast on me and realise that something was amiss.

I could not believe my eyes. I counted the money in the drawer again. It only added up to only Sh20,000. Over Sh80,000 had disappeared.

How, I could not tell. I spent the rest of the day looking for it in vain. I was the only one in the office until the Indian woman’s arrival.

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