Crooked Cops
It all started off by Luann and I working together at my tattoo studio. Luann which I met a few years prior while searching for an assistant at my tattoo studio. One day, after searching tremendously I came across Luann. I thought to myself this would be certainly better for business and my clients will now have the option of choosing between a man or female tattoo artist.
Photo of the Tattoo Studio where we first met.
After advertising the vacancy at my tattoo studio, Luann one day came in with her mother introducing herself. She then expressed her interest for the position which was advertised. Though the thought of having a female tattoo artist was main idea, Luann did not understand the principles of the art, neither did she have the experience needed at the time. She was certainly someone who had a passion for tattooing and because of her persistence, I decided to give her the opportunity and taught her everything I knew.
Video recording of me teaching Luann
Success always persuades the persistent, and this became evident. Proving herself as we became successful together as a team. Her determination and passion to learn, never ceased to amazed me. And with Luann being the only female tattoo artist, it gave me courage to pass on my knowledge.
One day, during on our lunch break two known individuals came in to my tattoo studio seeking my assistance. One individual belonged to my family and the other just a friend. Before I could excuse myself, they handed me a phone to translate a few Spanish messages. At this point the knowledge of me being fluent in Spanish was clear to them.
Honestly!!! at the time, me making a few extra bucks to translate, seemed of no harm to me, so I did.
A few days later they returned and requested that I translate via video call. I translated a few calls, a few messages and wrote down a few codes. I did exactly what was needed of me in order for both parties to be on the same page. A week later they came back, but this time it was for something more serious.
Video recording of Luann practicing on me.
They mislead me into thinking dropping off some money at the airport in Venezuela would have gotten me paid as soon as it was done. Though the idea of this whole situation sounded interesting at the time to me, my passport was expired. So it was somewhat impossible for me to accomplish such a task.
A few days later they returned again. Apparently they were unsuccessful in trying to find someone to get the job done. They came back as usual with the same routine of me doing translations. Then they decided to approach my coworker "Luann" with the same bargain. Luann refused many times at first, but then she replied and said she wanted my opinion.
"And it was at that moment, the worst was about to begin".
With Luann's decision pending on my response. I reassured her that she would be okay. Luann's choice to execute this bargain was solely a case of allowing her emotions to take control of her decisions. On the other hand, we both were guaranteed that everything would be taken care of and she would be back in a couple of days time.
Later that same week Luann was handed a travelling ticket, a couple of toiletry items requested by the Spanish man and an envelope with money. This also was to be handed over to the said individual. On the day of her flight, Luann was accompanied by another female to travel along with her. They both were booked a connected flight from St. Lucia to Trinidad, spend one night there at a hotel, then head to Venezuela the following morning. And so they did!
Photo of Luann at Trinidad Airport using the bathroom
Luann and I communicated the whole way through her destination. A second would not have gone by without me thinking about her. Upon their arrival, the man took them to a restaurant where he gave me a call via video, and allowed us to get a glimpsed at them having something to eat. At that time, it seemed to us that everything was going exactly the way they said it would.
Screen Captcher of Fiber, Luann and her friend.
After having something to eat, they all went to a nearby hotel where the man "Fiber" his name, was awaiting the night before their arrival.
Photo of Royal Hotel in Caracas where they were.
Video of Luann at the Hotel.
Fiber noticed that Luann travelled along with her tattoo equipment, so he decided to get one done for the first time. They all inhabited themselves at the hotel for some time. Then Luann's friend assisted her in getting her equipment organized.
Photo of Luann and her friend preparing tattoo kit.
Fiber's tattoo done by Luann
After getting the tattoo done and being rejuvenated from the long hours of travelling, Fiber decided it was time to head back on the road. He also stated that he wanted to pick up his wife to show off his newly done tattoo. So they all packed up and went to Fiber's vehicle to do as planned.
After meeting up with his wife, they all took a small fairy and crossed over to a beach resort. They then met up with his two sons and a few other people. They all hanged out for a little while, then had something to drink. A few moments later, Fiber and his wife ended up in an argument. They argued for several minutes, which at the time Luann and her friend were somewhat confused, due to lack of understanding the foreign language. "Otra Mujer" "Otra Mujer" with anger ,was the verbal abuse coming out from his wife's mouth. After arguing for several minutes, Fiber decided that it was time to leave. He stated that there was unfinished business and some other people awaiting him. They all left to catch up with Fiber's agender, with also his wife requesting to come along.
Video recording of Luann and her friend on small fairy
While travelling on the road, they stopped at a restaurant to meet up with some other colleges of Fiber, and another Spanish woman. That same Spanish woman Luann could've clearly remember seeing at the airport accompanying a black male St. Lucian. Whilst conversing amongst themselves, they decided that it's time to split up. Fiber suggested that Luann should go with the Spanish woman " Adriana" and the other female goes along with Fiber. But for some reason Luann started to feel a bit uncomfortable about the idea of splitting up, so she insisted that Fiber should get permission from me at first.
Photo of Luann and Spanish woman "Adriana"
Meanwhile I'm at the studio doing my daily routines, I received a call from Luann using Fiber's phone. She explained to me about the situation, and wanted me to reposition his idea of splitting up. I did exactly as she explained, and also reminded him about purchasing a sim card for Luann's phone, in order for her to communicate with me as she pleases. Though he sounded somewhat disappointed, but after a few minutes of us going back and forth about the said conversation, he finally decided to agree. The Spanish woman entered another vehicle and left, then Fiber and his wife entered his vehicle accompanying Luann and her friend.
During their course of travelling, they stopped at small area surrounded with mini marts and restaurants. He decided to purchase a few outfits for himself and a sim card. At that time Fiber bought only one sim card and gave it to Luann's friend, which raised a lot of suspicions when the knowledge was brought to my attention.
"Why didn't he buy Luann a sim card ?" I questioned myself with suspicions."
Luann continued communicating with me, but this time using her friend's phone. I started to think quickly, I interrogated her about her google account address and password. Then I had her to turn on her location settings on her phone, I then gave her the idea to use her friend's Wi-Fi hotspot and never to turn it off. I then entered her google account information and gained access to her location using Google maps.
They all went to a small hotel and tenanted there for a while. Fiber and his wife started arguing again. They went on an on arguing about the same thing, Fiber being involved with another woman. At that time Luann and I were communicating with each other via WhatsApp, explaining to me about their arguments. Luann also stated that Fiber's wife looks pretty upset about something. I decided to improvise on the situation, by allowing her to record their every conversation. Luann then sent me all the recordings.
After receiving a few voice notes and being able to decipher them, I then realized that Fiber's wife were arguing about Luann's friend, and some other woman of his. She sounded dangerous from my understanding upon deciphering her conversations. I then alerted Luann immediately about my findings.
Upon using Luann's google locations, I noticed there was only one hotel in the area where marks the blue dot. I questioned Luann about her surroundings, then asked her to look out the window, to see if she can spot a Domino's Pizza building, which I located near the hotel's location. I was indeed correct about my search, with Luann confirming my exact findings.
After spending two nights at the hotel, Fiber decided that he needed to communicate with us for some extra money. He messaged me via WhatsApp, and demanded that I should pass on the message translated. After receiving the cash he requested and an extra $100us I sent together in order for Luann to purchase a sim card, it was until then everything began to feel different. Fiber received the money and never bought her the sim card. He also started refusing to answer our messages and calls. When he finally decided to answer, his reply via WhatsApp was; "send more money if we wanted to see the girls again." About 5 minutes after, he called and claimed that he was only joking, which I took very seriously.
Whiles travelling back on the road, Fiber decided to stop at a clothing store, which again was pretty weird of him, that every time he would buy a new t-shirt to put on. He then took his wife and the girls to watch a live concert, a band to watch his son perform. They stayed there for about an hour, then left before the show was done.
Photo of Luann and her friend in Caracas
While travelling on the road heading to Fiber's home, both Luann and her friend fell asleep, occupying the rare seats of the vehicle. Fiber and his wife continued arguing at the front along their journey. Suddenly Fiber bared down on the brakes as in the momentum of an Emergency. Luann and her friend woke up only to realize that they were being surrounded.
About five to six vans loaded with what seemed to look like law enforcement officers, most of them being dressed as civilians. They pointed their guns directly at Fiber's vehicle direction. Then began yelling with authority that everyone should get out of the car. Fiber then told everyone to stay put, he then reached out to his door handle and got out of the vehicle. Fiber then turned around looking directly at Luann saying "todo bien", meaning that everything is ok. At that time everyone was afraid, with Luann being more confused and trembling with fear trying to figure out what appeared to be Fiber's last words.
Picture of dead spanish man.
The rattling sounds of fireworks was the result of Fiber coming out of the vehicle. Seconds after he spoke his last words. Luann was devastated being the last person he spoke to. Fiber was shot multiple times to his head and neck. He fell to the ground immediately, and started to cough out blood particles through his mouth. At that time, everyone inside the vehicle started screaming with fear, while the sound of fireworks continued even after Fiber fell towards the ground. About six to seven officers immediately rushed towards the vehicle, and pointed their guns directly at the remaining three passengers.
They then targeted Luann and her friend, commanding that they should get out of the vehicle. At that time they both were helpless with tears and fear of this tragic situation, knowing now that there's nothing they can do. They were both taken to a vehicle, where they were then being escorted to the police station. Fiber's wife also was placed in another vehicle.
Upon arriving at the police station, Luann and her friend were being escorted to a small room. They were then demanded to surrender all items in their possession, which at that time all they had were their phones and jewelry. They left their luggage and tattoo equipment in Fiber's vehicle, which was brought a while after, along with his wife to the station.
After handing over all their belongings, the officers interrogated them one by one. Despite the interrogation, there was only one police officer who barely spoke English. Luann tried to explain, though with fear and tears, she told him that she travelled to Venezuela solely because she was doing a tattoo course. She continued explaining that she works at a tattoo parlor and travelled with tattoo equipment. She pleaded that, along with a phone call to her boss would prove her statements. But little that she knew, the officers had already logged into her phone and went through all her messages.
After being interrogated for several minutes, they were then placed in a dark and wet holding cell, where they were given nothing to eat neither would anyone attend to them.
Meanwhile, I am at the tattoo studio getting clients sorted out, and awaiting a call from Luann, which I haven't heard from a day now. I have not slept, neither have I ate properly ever since I've noticed that it has been a hole day, and I am yet to hear from either of them.
Later on, just before closing up the studio, I decided to call over someone to vent to about the situation. Leeann which I met during around the same time of me hiring Luann, I met her a few weeks after. She walked into the studio with a client one day, who came to get a tattoo done. At that time her attitude and aura made a grab for me. I started to date Leeann despite the fact that Luann and I were seeing each other, and spending so much time at the studio. So that afternoon I decided to call Leeann and vent to her about everything, I was scared and afraid that something might have happened.
Leeann and I spent hours at the studio, with me explaining to her about the situation. We stayed there until nightfall, until we decided to pray together. I continued calling both Luann and Fiber's phone every fives minutes. At that time Leeann was unaware of Luann and I being intimate, and despite it all, I was indeed living in house with another woman. After us spending almost the whole night together at the studio, we decided to go home and get some rest.
Two days after me not hearing from Luann, and not sleeping or eating properly, I got a phone call from a very strange foreign number.
Voice recording of Luann and her friend
It was at that moment they brought to my attention that Fiber was killed, and it has been three days since they have been at the police station. They explained everything, and also stated that I needed to send money via Western Union. Luann went in detail explaining that in order for their release I needed to do as I was told, which sounded weird to me at the time. She also went on to explaining that I would have to send the money to a particular officer. She then asked me to speak to them, knowing the fact that I am fluent at the language.
I was passed on to a female Spanish officer, which she then introduced herself and told me that I needed to speak to her Commander. She questioned me about my relations to Luann and her friend, which I said to her that Luann is my sister and her friend being my cousin. I also told her that Luann travelled on behalf of my tattoo company, and she is my only sister. After her being content at my response to her questions, she then told me to hold on, then passed on the phone to her Commander.
It was until then, with me speaking to their Commander, I got the clear picture of what exactly is about to happen. I was told that I needed to send twenty thousand US dollars, in order for me to see Luann again. It was clear to me at that time, that I am communicating with a set of crooked cops. The Commander insisted that if I don't pay the money in one week time, Luann and her friend would be dead.
I was on my way to the Tattoo Studio , while communicating with the so called Police Commander, and listening to his demands. The moment I realized that Luann was in danger, I panicked. I ran towards the Central Unisex Barber Shop with fear, which at the time was located near my Studio, then headed straight inside their bathroom. Regardless of the fact that the Barber shop was filed with clients at the time. I stood inside the bathroom arguing back and forth trying to negotiate Luann's release.
After arguing for about five to ten minutes with the Commander, I then realized that Luann and her friend were in serious trouble. That they are being kidnapped and held for ransom by the Venezuelan Police force.
I was told that I needed to pay Twenty Thousand US Dollars each, in order to see both the girls alive again. At that time, I was speechless, confused, in tears and had no idea what to do. After being persistent at his demands, he then passed the phone to Luann and commanded her to say something.
Voice recording of Luann's phone call
I then heard her voice, crying with tears, fear and the tone of a helpless fragile soul. I promised her that I would try my best to get that money, and would try to do whatever it takes. After crying out to me that she wants to come home, they then took the phone away from her, and one of the officers said to me that I only have one week, then he hung up.
After speaking to Luann, I immediately left the Barber shop then headed straight to find the men responsible. I tried pleading to everyone who had an idea about the trip, then also went to a few others that might have helped. When I finally got a chance to meet up with the same two individuals, their response was not what I was expected. I played all the recordings I took during the time of communicating with Luann and the Commander, and also tried many times to call back the same number that was being used by them at the time.
After spending hours trying to find a solution, the targeted figure were yet to be a conversation, everyone seemed to be straying away from the fact that they needed to find that money, or Luann would be dead. They all seemed more interested in trying to get themselves away from the story that was about be the next topic in St. Lucia; two females being kidnapped in Venezuela. They also made it clear to me that they were all financially unstable, and the said amount requested by the girls abductors, were indeed a lot. They all told me to give them a day or two, to see how fast we can get this all sorted out. They also stated that I should try to get back in touch with the officers.
The next day, very early in the morning I got a call from Luann, explaining to me how she have been treated. Apparently, there was this one female officer who felt sorry for them, and decided to allow her to call. Luann and her friend was placed in a cell, near an air conditioning unit which had them freezing cold all night. They both fell sick and ended up with a head cold. While being in the cell, Luann encountered her monthly cycle. She bled throughout the night, without having any sort of sanitary napkins. Her clothing got soaked due to menstruation from the previous night. They were offered very little to eat. After listening to Luann's horrifying experience, I then ask her to allow me to speak to the female officer.
Photo of female officer
After speaking to Luann for about a minute or two, she then transferred me to the female officer. The officer then went on to explain that Luann and her friend were in a terrible state of mind and were physically unbalanced. I I should do something to help them as soon as possible. I explained to her that Luann is my sister, and why are they being so cruel. The officer made it clear to me that the situation was beyond her control. and that there was little that she could've done. I then decided to ask for her personal number, then pleaded to her with a flattering tone of voice, with the intentions to manipulating her heart.
Later on that same day, I met up with the same two individuals and two other colleges of theirs. I explained everything that was said to me, and also the condition of both girls. It appeared to me that meeting up with them, was just a waste of time, they were yet to acquire the sufficient amount required. The moment I realized that our meeting was of no importance to me. I broke down in tears. I got up and left without any hesitation, knowing there's nothing anyone can do.
The memories of Luann and I at the studio made a grab for me. The impact of those thoughts shattered my subconscious and heart. I succumbed to those memories, just as in the passion and precision of an undertaker - somber and sympathetic about it when dealing with the bereaved. I started to remember her voice the most. I could not sleep without first thinking about that voice. Not for what was in it, but for what was missing, what was not there. An empty despair so intriguing that I find myself fighting sleep to think about her at nights. And when I think of her, I can’t help but think of my father as well. Behind them was only darkness.
After being disgusted by the previous conversations, I headed straight to my studio to get my self secluded. I was indeed confused and didn't have the slightest idea what should I do next. I spent hours at the shop trying to figure out where can I get such an amount. At the time it was such a difficult task to process anything mentally. Though I am yet to eat nor sleep properly. My appetite neglected every moment of hunger. And the thought of me losing Luann has yet to be accepted.
The next day I woke up late, and noticed that I received a few miss call from the same number, and two other similar area code numbers. I decided to return the calls one by one. Upon making my first call, I happened to encounter with a different officer. He questioned me about my intentions of paying the same amount of money. He corresponded with me with the tone of voice as in the Wolverine in Marvel Comics. He also went in detail to remind me about my shortage of time. I started to explain that I needed more time. I told him that the amount was somewhat impossible to achieve. The moment he realized that I was yet to make any progress, his interest in communicating with me began to disintegrate, he then hung up.
I decided to have a coffee, and entertain my nostrils with fumes from a nicotine stick. I then decided to contact the previous miss calls. I got in touch with the female officer again, but this time her news was unpleasant. Luann fell sick, and she had no sort of medication. Her friend as well was suffering from asthma and they both endured symptoms of the common flu. The officer then instructed to me that they both needed to see a doctor, needed medication immediately , and also needed clothing, which Fiber's wife upon her release at the station, robbed all their luggage's.
Photo of Fiber's wife.
The wife got release the same day Fiber succumbed to multiple bullet wounds. She was never arrested and spent most her time secluded at the Commander's office. Apparently, his wife knew everything about him and had the knowledge of his conspicuous plans for Luann and her friend. Fiber and his wife argued most their time along with the girls. His wife was aware of his infidelity towards his relationship with her, and was also aware of the amount of money Fiber had hidden inside the vehicle. Fiber was a man wanted badly by the authorities in Venezuela, for multiple murders and ransoms he had committed.
Photo of Fiber
Fiber was a well known con artist, and very dramatic in his arrangements in conning his victims. His key role was to persuade his rivals into doing legitimate business with him, then have them to travel to his country. The moment he would be satisfied emptying their pockets, he would then abduct his prey. Death has always been Fiber's beat, and he made his living from it. He forged a professional reputation on it, and profited by it.
After spending a few hours at the Commander's office, she was then released. Fiber's wife was the one who made that call to the police, and got him killed. She also had some sort of connection with the Commander. Upon leaving the station, she pursued the officers to give her the girls every belongings. She left with their gold, travelling bags which had their clothing, including Luann's tattoo equipment. She was also handed over Fiber's belongings and vehicle, which had all the money hidden inside it. She then left.
Luann and her friend were being tormented verbally and mentally, and also being questioned repeatedly. Luann insisted that she knew nothing but her being in Venezuela solely because of her job. The friend was not as tough as Luann, though she knew little. They were also being threatened about spending the rest of their life in prison, and being bullied verbally by other female officers. At nights would be the worst part. Luann would fight her sleep just to stay awake, in fear that she would be abused. At nights they would stay up embracing each other. In darkness they sat with the resembling fear of "Courage The Cowardly Dog" and like prying Owls they stayed all night with their eyes wide opened.
Whilst communicating with the female officer, she suddenly went off the hook. I was left with memories, memories of all those other people who never made it back home after travelling to that particular country. The idea of losing Luann began to materialize slowly. My recollections of promises to her emerged rapidly deep within my subconscious mind. Meanwhile the scavenging techniques of Luann's abductors became a nightmare to us all.
Two days later, I realized the communication between me and the people responsible became poor. Everyone became distant, and it also became clear to the world about this tragic news of kidnapping. It also became more difficult to regain connection with Luann. Guilt began to manifest itself within my heart. At that time, seclusion was my only choice of comfort.
Upon me being secluded, the dwindling voice of my mentor tackled my memories.
"Science always require a sacrifice,
And if you don't sacrifice for what
you want...
What you want will become the
sacrifice"
It was not until then I realized what I really wanted. What and who was important to me, and what was just a waste of time. There was only one way to keep her alive, and that way definitely required a sacrifice. I then decided to become that sacrifice.
I immediately went through my phone contacts, and made a call to a very close friend of mine who happened to be a lawyer. Fortunately he was at a bar on his leisure time having something to drink, so I was asked to come over. I drove to a bar in the north of the island, where we met up. I began to explain to him the whole situation, and also played the voice notes I kept stored. He was left totally flabbergasted by my horrendous disclosures. He then immediately indicated to me that this situation is beyond his jurisdiction, and there's nothing he can do. I went on in explaining to him that I am only in need of one favor. I was only in need of my passport being arranged and one plane ticket to Venezuela.
My announcement and determination apparently picked at the Lawyer's best interest. Without a shadow of a doubt he instantly made a few calls. I was then ask how soon do I need this all to be arranged, which I replied "as soon as possible".
I was then directed the manner and procedures I should then take in order to get my passport renewed immediately. Then I was also instructed that a flight can be booked in the next two days. I did exactly as I was told, then decided to call Luann abductors.
After trying to re-establish my connections with the officers in Venezuela, someone finally answered the phone. In a humble gesture I implored to speak with his Commander, and repeated my request with the aggression as in an emergency. I was then asked to hold on. A few minutes after, my presence while being on hold was acknowledged by the Commander. I immediately brought to his attention my announcements. My appeals to the commander was not of his interest at first. My demands to him as well sounded somewhat out of the ordinary, which led him directly into doubt. He then went off the hook.
I petitioned to the Commander, that my intentions was to surrender in exchange for Luann's freedom. I explained to him that I was more than willing to travel as soon as possible. Though there was little fear in my heart, I was indeed willing to explore the turbulence they had endure. My explanations were clear, that I was willing to undergo any degrading or inhuman treatment by them, in exchange for Luann's freedom.
Later on the same day, at about five in the evening, I received a call from the Commander. He then showed interest about my appeals. I was assured that upon physical proof of my demands, he will then take them into consideration. He insisted that a few photos of my progress and travelling documents to the their country would be sufficient. He also made it clear to me that upon my arrival in Caracas, a female will be there waiting to accompany me to my destination. I then agreed to all his circumstances.
After speaking with the Commander, I then decided to re-establish connections with the lawyer. Fortunately he was successful in getting my flight and passport arranged. I was then told that my flight was booked in two days and it was also a connected fright. My destination consisted of me travelling from St. Lucia to Trinidad, I am to spend one night there, then my next flight to Venezuela. I then requested to him that I needed a few pictures of my travelling ticket and passport.
The following morning, one day before my flight, I initiated all my preparations. I notified Luann's abductors of my progress, and gave them all which was required of me. After being content with my advancements, the Command then re-assured me about Luann's safety. I then communicated with the lawyer and proceeded towards collecting my passport and ticket. After retrieving all necessary documents for travelling, I finally decided to head home to do some explaining to the woman I resided with.
" Dear readers, It is important that you all understand,
that despite all this horrendous circumstances
and my awkward intentions to tamper with faith,
I resided with another woman."
Upon arriving at home, immediately I began my preparations for travelling. My flight was booked for 1 :45 pm the following day. I then decided to alert my spouse. We got into an argument, which proceeded almost the entire night. My spouse was indeed part an parcel of ridiculing Luann's tragic incident. She posted many memes and funny remarks on social media about Luann being kidnapped. She also made it clear to the world what actually took place, after me confiding to her about everything. She allowed her insecurities to take control of her actions. This was actually one of the reasons I decided to leave. It was just somewhat impossible for me to continue such a toxic relationship, and to allow her to ridicule another female being in danger.
The following morning, a few hours before my flight, I decided to confirm my expedition. My determination never allowed fear to become a distraction. I remained persistent. I regain connections with Luann's abductors, and explained to them that I was in motion. I was able to gather up a few medical supplies, remembering the fact that they were sick. I also arranged my tattoo equipment for travelling, to distract less attention upon my arrival in Caracas. I then headed directly to the airport.
I arrived at the airport at about 11 am, two hours before my flight. Before checking in, I decided to entertain my nostrils with a few sticks of nicotine. For a moment I was consumed by the most preternatural thoughts that a man can ever imagine. My feet kept unstable by the shivering cold feeling that manifested within my bones. And while I made my way through checkpoint, I embraced the premonitions of me about to face the worst.
Upon my arrival in Caracas, the same female "Adriana" was the one who was sent to pick me up. The same female Luann met at the airport, accompanying a black man from St. Lucia. The same female who was once with Fiber and came with her conspicuous plans to try splitting up the girls. Now it is this same female who was left to guard Luann.
Luann was placed in a house controlled by the police, located in the ghetto in Carupano and surrounded by Malandros. Upon my arrival, I was brought to that same location, where Luann and I finally met.
To Be Continued..............