My girlfriend visited me in Nairobi two years ago and while she was there she requested me to allow her friend who had come for a “gig “but the boss had disappeared without paying her to spend the night. I saw no problem with that and I easily said yes

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I received a payment of 25k that evening and since it was late I couldn’t bank it. I arrived home at about 9pm and found Faith at home together with her friend. “Hey Paul, long time” Olga said as she held my hands in greeting.

Olga( My girlfriend’s friend) and I had met in an event in which I was one of the sponsors do we knew each other. “Faith, why didn’t you tell me it was Olga coming” I said as I hugged bae and together we went to the bedroom.

I hung my suit in the closet with the money left in the pockets of the blazer and rushed to the bathroom before heading for dinner. We talked about Kla night life before Olga took the guest room and we all went to bed

Saturday morning I woke up late and got ready rushingly, picked the money and rushed for my 8pm appointment. In fact that day I even forgot to wear my cologne but could not go back.

After the meeting I went straight to the bank to deposit the money. “It’s $19,000 sir” she said

“yes, it’s $19,000” she repeated after I begged her to pardon me.
“kindly recount the money, it’s $25,000” I requested.
The teller recounted the money as I watched and to my shock if was $19k and not the money that I had received from the client the previous night.

I was puzzled . I dialed and canceled Faith’s number over 10 times. what will she think of me? What if the client gave me less money? But I counted it in his presence and other thoughts roamed my mind. Finally I decided to be a man and count it a loss.

“Thank you so much love, I gave Olga the money and she was very happy” is the first WhatsApp message I received from faith.
Before we went to bed Faith had told me that Olga needed a ticket back to Uganda and some little money so I gave her 1000$ to give to Olga

Two days letter I travelled to Dubai and left Faith home in Nairobi.

“Baby I can’t see the money you left me” Faith said when I called to inform her that I had landed safely.
I asked her if there was anyone home and she told me she had invited Tessie and how Olaga had also com

“Then one of your should be knowing where the money is” I boldly told her before telling her she would receive some Mpesa from my workmate the following day.

The following night As we were in that late night lovers call Faith told me how they had found part of the money

“It was in Olaga’s passport! That day we went Shopping with Tessie and we left her sleeping” she narrated. She was shocked at my response when I told her that I am not surprised.

“Babe why are you saying this? Has she ever stolen from you?” She asked me

I held my breath for a moment. It’s the right time to tell her Paul, I know you can do it, I told myself.
“I lost $6000 the day Olga came home....I feared to tell you because I didn’t want to look like I am accusing you of being a thief” I finally told her

“ oh Noo, you should have told me babe.....let me get to the bedroom and tell you more” she said before she hung up.

Too many thoughts ran in my mind after that call. I wondered whether Faith had plotted with Olga to steal my money or it was Faith herself who stole it.

“ The night after she left ours I saw her popping bottles with her boyfriend at B Club, she bought over over 5 bottles of Belaire and I wondered where she got that money....but then I thought may it was her man who was loaded” she said when she called me back after 30 mins

Faith sent me the videos of Olga popping bottles that night. It was obvious that Olga stole my money but it was too late. “It’s okay baby, it’s good that we know but it’s too late, she has already spent it all” I told my woman.
“Hell no, I must confront this bitch” Faith...

...responded before she hung up!

I was worried about what happened in the house that night but it was too late to take my words back and worse still I was 1000s of miles away. I had already counted it a loss and I blamed myself for bringing it up again.

Next morning I found a long apology message from Olga. She told me of how she was a struggling single mother and she wanted to set up a business but had no way to ask me for that much money.

Faith also apologized for Olga’s behavior and promised never to bring a friend home

Moral: Don’t trust too much and never keep your money home unless you have a safe