When Nick tries to find a date on the internet he gets more than he bargained for.
Please note that I am writing this as a form of fiction , understand that if some of the things written down here are unrealistic, they are meant to be. Throw away all thoughts of logic because there is no logic to many dating sites, this story will reflect that. Please note that time is illogical on them as well; so too in this story. This is a filler to introduce new characters.
In southern African native folklore the tokoloshe is a small, hairy and mischieviously malevolent creature, they come into existence when they are created by evil shaman’s or those with ill intent and can only be banished by a witch doctor or ná¡nga.
In the last year of last century a man from Kwazulu- Natal in South Africa arrived in Nigeria with the intent of getting rich. This man would become the head of the largest criminal empire in Africa. He was known only as ‘Tokoloshe‘.
By the time internet dating sites had come to his attention, Tokoloshe had already become wealthy from a number of insidious schemes. His fingers muddied almost every goverment in Africa and he was a part of all corruption in the southern African continent but unlike the gentlemenly veneer of the mafia, Tokoloshe and his close associates showed their savagery in daily life and whereever they went. What they wanted they took- often violently, because is gave them a feeling of power.
As in folklore the tokoloshe can make himself invisible by swallowing a pebble. Here Tokoloshe hid himself through the simple means of pretending to be one of his own junior lieutenants. This gave him the illusion of being invisible but knowing everything.
So it was with some eagerness that he started his new venture with dating sites and he was surprised at how well the scam worked. Although his english wasn’t the best, it was the best that he knew and so the scam went ahead and even with the mistakes in grammar and spelling people still fell for the scam. At any given time there were at least ten people writing in to find that special girl. It was amazing that people would send money to help someone that they hadn’t even met!
He didn’t have the time to sort through all of the emails and therefore there was a set format to the letter that was sent out. However he did have workers dealing with the small details. There was one person though, that had caught his attention. Dr. Nick Cutter. He had looked this man up on the internet and had decided that if he could hook him, he would be able to get a huge amount of money.
He had actually been surprised at how easily Cutter had fallen for it and he decided that it was only because he had decided to take a personal interest in Cutter. ‘Ha,‘ he thought to himself, doctors are supposeed to be clever and I’m obviously smarter than this fool. ‘I will tell everyone that I am now Doctor Tokoloshe,‘he thought to himself with a grin and that is how Tokoloshe became a doctor.
Laura George was another thing he made up, Laura was the name of the first white woman he had raped and George was her husband- he had raped him when he was done with her. He smiled to himself, yes, it was always good to remember your first. First kill, first rape, first million, etc.
He had put some thought into how he answered Cutter’s letters but he hadn’t tried too hard. This Cutter was a fool, a waste of space on the planet. ‘Someone should kill him.‘ Thought Tokoloshe.
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YOU HAVE A NEW MESSAGE FROM sexydater83:
Nick found himself shaking with excitement, he had been so worried about Laura he hoped that the money he had sent her had helped.
Darling Nick,
i thank you for the loot you send me i paid the hotel manager and he gave me back my passport but say he had a flood in his office and that the plane tickets are ruined.
I am scared to ask him to let me stay. I will now stay and sleep at the airport untili know what to do. I do not want to trouble you my love but I am asking you for $1000- AUD so I can get a flight home.
Could you send it to the same account that you sent the $200- AUD and I will pay you back. I wait your reply
Love Laura
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As Nick read this he wondered if the teller at the bank had been correct in saying that this might be a scam. He decided that he would buy a plane ticket for her and take it to Nigeria, and then they could catch a flight back together.
He decided to book the plane tickets on line instead of having to again interact with another person who might offer him unneeded advice.
With a smile Nick wrote back.
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Dearest Laura,
I am deeply concerned for you and therefore I shall come myself and we can travel back to Australia together. I am catching a flight from Australia to Nigeria and will arrive at 9:40am on Sunday the 23rd of this month. I have bought a plane ticket for you and we can return Australia together.
I am sorry but you will probably have to sleep one night in the airport before I arrive on Sunday.
Love Nick
P.S. My flight number is 457QA
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Tokoloshe sat staring at the words on his screen in frustration, this put a big kink in his plans. He also was puzzled over what PS meant. He considered just cutting his losses and leaving Cutter at the airport however, he realised that he would be able to get more money from Cutter in person. He considered these recent developments and decided that he would first try to continue to deceive the man, although if deception didn’t work intimidation always would. He thought about it and finally decided that Cutter’s naivety just might be enough of a lucrative venture for him to involve The American.
The American. Tokoloshe was still unsure if the person that he always dealt with was just an intermediary or the actual person who called themselves the American. Whoever she was, in Tokoloshe’s mind she was the exception to the rule. She was a woman, the only woman that Tokoloshe had met who had any power. When he first met her he thought to take advantage of her, she soon disabused him of that notion, in fact she almost killed him. In Tokoloshes mind women were always meant to serve men, this woman broke all the laws of the natural order of things but it seemed she didn’t mind him trying to kill her, she seemed to welcome it, like she was challenging him. In fact, if he had been clever enough to be introspective he would have realised he feared her.
With that decision made the call was placed, “Natalie’s Bakery, how may I help you?” came a woman’s voice over the phone.
He said the pre-arranged line that the American had given to show that this was not business to do with the bakery, “Do you sell a mixed chocolate, cheese and raspberry cake?"
There was a pause, three beeps and the line went dead, Tokoloshe hung up the phone. Now the only thing he could do was wait for a reply.
