Identity Theft

[BiSmiley]

It was perfect, and insane.

Risky, but rewarding.

Regardless there was no turning back now, and just the thought of it set my teeth on edge. I’d seen her around campus from time to time thinking she needed to get out more be braver, be mine. Sadly we never seemed to be in the same place at the same time, no time to ‘chat’.

Well now we’d have a chance to ‘make-up’ for lost time. I’d done my work well, drained her accounts had it made out to cash; she’d be earning it back soon enough. Her photo ID’s credit cards SIN card, ’everything’ to prove who she was, I had stolen by a well paid pickpocket and replaced with fakes. It’d be a week before anyone started to believe she wasn’t the identity thief that was running around using her name and her credit cards.

Last I checked it was a hooker by name of Kyra…not the classiest woman in the world. Katie was far above her ‘thankfully’ but she was useful in this little game, she had contacts I could make use of.

All that was left was the package I left at Katie’s door, a neat little white box, inside a record of what I’d done and cute little note simply reading:

“IF you want your life back, call the last number dialled on this cell.”

It was a quality phone; I got it just for her…and to keep track of her. Those new android phones were so very useful, came with an armband and wireless headset; couldn’t let her lose them when she started running around town could I.

Today was going to be fun, and the first day of many, and all I had to do now as wait for a phone call.

 

[BlackTeen]

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[Katie_MacLeod]

Katie.was just stepping out of the shower as she grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her body. She was.a petite woman, standing at 5'7" with a petite build. She grabbed another towel and started to dry her long brown hair before wrapping the towel around her head.
She finished drying off and walked to her room and started getting dressed. She pulled on her favorite purple thong and then some jeans over them. She didn't bother with a bra today because she wasn't planning on going anywhere. Sliding the blue tshirt over her 32b bust and then taking the towel off her head and letting still slightly damp hair free.
She walked into the living room and slipped on some flip flops so she could run out and grab the mail. When she oppened the door she found a simple white box sitting on her step.
"What's this?" She said as she picked up the box and gave it a quick look over to see if it had any markings on it. When she didn't find any she pulled the box open and found a phone along with a note inside.
"Awesome, someone sent me a new phone." She opened the note and started to read, expecting it to be from a secret admirer, it wasn't. As she read, she could feel her pulse getting higher and her legs getting weak. When she finished reading she looked up and looked around to see if someone was watching her but couldn't see anyone. She turned the phone on and looked at the last number called hoping that maybe it was just one of her friends but she didn't recognize it.
Katie looked around again before pressing call and holding the ringing phone up to her ear.

 

[BiSmiley]

I was elated at the sound of the ringing phone, and the number that showed there I happily pressed it to my ear "Hello, Katie." I was polite and using my most gentlemanly tone "I'm so happy you decided to call."

It may have been cruel to sound so friendly but I never meant her any harm though I'd imagine what I was going to put her through was going to be...'stressful' for lack of a better word "I'm assuming you've read and understood all the information I've provided in that box you found in front of your door, so without wasting anymore time, I'll explain the rules."

I wasn't waiting for her to respond "I hold the bulk of your money, and the key's to your identity and the proof you'd need to get it all back, at any point I can hang up and leave you with absolutely nothing...well not nothing I've alread hacked into the police database and added your photo to a list of 'known prostitutes' I think her name is Sasha she has quite the record and is one strike away from spending two years in prison." Chuckling over the phone as I listed out the reasons she should 'obey'.

"I'm going to give you tasks to complete, complete three in a row and you get a deserved portion of your money back, I will add rules as we go but for now the only rule is to 'obey' me. I will always give you a choice but fail to choose and I will 'hang' up." I hoped she understood all that, I always considered her to be sharp.

"First tasks I want you to put on the collar, armband and the headset, you'll need your 'hands free' so slot the phone into the armband, then you'll take a photo and send it to me as proof."

"Oh...you may call me Victor if you wish to curse my name." It was fake name but I'd always liked it.

 

[Katie_MacLeod]

Katie was silent for a few minutes as her mind reeled. She couldn't believe this was real but he had enough evidence that she couldn't deny it either. She was barely holding back the tears as she walked back onto her house on shaky legs.
"Why are you doing this?" She asked as she set the box down on the table. She took out the headset and arm band and looked at them. They were a very nice set and something that she had always wanted. She put them on like she had been told to. Katie had always been very shy and even though it made her sick, she knew that she didn't have a choice.
She quickly snapped a picture of herself and sent it to him while they were still on the phone. She waited quietly for what he would say next as she felt the tears starting to run down her cheek.