How I Scammed A Scammer Part 1:
Ok so boom.
This guy (we’ll call him Henry) reached out to me saying he was selling his ps5 digital edition that his fiancé gifted him because it was the wrong version. He was selling it at the regular price too.
Ok so boom.
This guy (we’ll call him Henry) reached out to me saying he was selling his ps5 digital edition that his fiancé gifted him because it was the wrong version. He was selling it at the regular price too.
I was skeptical at first but he seemed genuine. We agreed to 50% down then 50% on arrival.
It’s Saturday now. After sending me pictures of the ps5, I go ahead & send him $225 through Apple Pay for him to drop it off on Monday at a Staples to ship it.
It’s Saturday now. After sending me pictures of the ps5, I go ahead & send him $225 through Apple Pay for him to drop it off on Monday at a Staples to ship it.
Monday comes and I text him asking if there’s any issue with shipping. He says no but asks if it’s possible that he get the other half of the money. He says his daughter is sick and he ran into unexpected medical bills. I’m chronically ill and disabled, so I get it.
I told him I could send the money if he sent a picture of him holding the printed out drop-off confirmation or a shipping receipt, since tracking numbers take 24-48 hours to be able to actually track.
He sends a picture of the Staples drop-off package receipt, with the store number, number of packages, & date. I send $225. He says he’ll send me the tracking number when it’s sent to him and to text him on Tuesday if I don’t hear from him. Cool. I’m super excited.
I text him Tuesday morning for an update......chile......
THE TEXT BUBBLES ARE FUCKING GREEN. I check Twitter where he originally reached out, blocked. I reach out using another number. Blocked. Reach out on my husband’s Twitter. Left on read. He scammed me.
I call my bank, I call Apple Pay. There’s nothing they can do.
At this point, I’m down bad. I feel stupid. I’m upset. I was moping around the house n shit. DISTRAUGHT. And during a pandemy too?! All I know is pain.
At this point, I’m down bad. I feel stupid. I’m upset. I was moping around the house n shit. DISTRAUGHT. And during a pandemy too?! All I know is pain.
It’s Tuesday afternoon now. I decide to reach out again. I tell him he has until 9:30pm to run me my money or I’m taking legal action. He ignores it.
I reported his scam to FTC, IC3, and the FDIC. I try reaching out ONE LAST TIME, warning him that if I don’t see the funds in my account by 9:30pm, I promise he’ll never know peace again.
9:30 comes & goes. Radio silence.
I told him I’m filing a case and to eat shit. Homeboy decided to read the messages and block me. It was at that exact moment I knew what needed to be done.
He kept changing his Twitter handle to different variations of his actual name. Every time he changed it, I would message him telling him I found him and will always find him lmao
Then I remembered he sent me a picture that had the Staples store number.
Time for a reverse search
Time for a reverse search

This is full-fledged investigation now ok? I got my laptop, my phone, a cup of tea, and my notepad.
A special agent, if you will.
A special agent, if you will.
Turns out there’s only one Henry Beacon (this name is for the purpose of this story only. It’s completely made up) in Maryland, with an address in the same county as the Staples.
I used all the names he kept changing his Twitter handle to. And would you look at that, they all pull up the same information with the same aliases.
I found an email too.
I found an email too.
Remember, I promised him I would always find him & he would never know peace again. :)
So I sent him this, as one does.
So I sent him this, as one does.
He then changed his Twitter name to a name he hadn’t used yet, Roberto Williams (also made up by me). Boom. That’s all I needed.
Reverse searched and found everything I needed to know. Family members. Their emails. Phone numbers. Addresses. His mortgage. His cars. You name it. I had it. I had two options at this point - file a police report or take matters into my own hands.
How I Scammed A Scammer Part 2:
Naturally, the obvious choice here was to make a fake email.
By this time, I know this guy is stupid so I know he won’t bother looking anything up or noticing that it’s a made up law firm using a gmail account lmao
Naturally, the obvious choice here was to make a fake email.
By this time, I know this guy is stupid so I know he won’t bother looking anything up or noticing that it’s a made up law firm using a gmail account lmao
Surely his family would respond to a super serious email from my legal team. And I already had all their emails, so......
Now clearly anyone with some sense would be able to tell this email was ridiculous and whoever wrote it has no idea what they’re talking about lmao but nay nay, not he.
About 2 hours later I’m chilling under my heated blanket, playing my switch & minding my business. I took my ativan. My phone’s on dnd. I’m chilling.
My husband interrupts my chill sesh and tells me to look at my phone ASAP. I forgot to mention to him that I founded an entire legal team a few hours prior, so I thought he was sending me a funny video or some other stupid shit.
Turns out Mr. Roberto Williams texted his phone bc I wasn’t answering mine. (Remember I tried reaching out using my husband’s phone at the beginning).
I check my phone to 3-4 long ass texts from his distraught fiancé. So naturally, I start snitching left and right. Screenshots, emails, alla that - including that he used his daughter’s disability and medical bills to scam me. She’s PISSED.
She tells me she’s taking their child and leaving him. She can’t believe he would do this to someone. She had no idea this was the kind of person he was and was so sorry.
I’m messaging her back like
I’m messaging her back like
Time continues to pass as he wastes my time trying to get me to “drop the charges” (lmaooooo) and then he’ll pay me back.
At this point I’m offended. He clearly thinks I’m stupid. I say no. Do what you have to do, sell your bootyhole, idc. Give me my money.
At this point I’m offended. He clearly thinks I’m stupid. I say no. Do what you have to do, sell your bootyhole, idc. Give me my money.
Meanwhile, his fiancé is texting me asking if I had the money.
I was like ???????
This man is saying he doesn’t have it but telling her he paid me back.
So what do I do?
I was like ???????
This man is saying he doesn’t have it but telling her he paid me back.
So what do I do?
I warned this man that he would not know peace. He chose violence. Whatever happened after that is above me.
Now look. Big guy is blocked, reported to the FDIC, the FTC, with an ic3 complaint.
His lady friend is leaving him, his father is upset, and my money is resting peacefully in my account.
The end.
His lady friend is leaving him, his father is upset, and my money is resting peacefully in my account.
The end.
ok time to clear some things up. I did all the searching and filing reports as myself. PA&P was for the email and email only.
Second, ain’t nobody got time to make all this up. Lmao That’s weird. I promise I do not possess that kind of creativity. Perhaps you do though, in which case, you’re just built different I guess. Kudos to you, buddy.
Lastly, all of the love and support has me EMOTIONAL okay!? For everyone asking if we can be friends, the answer is absolutely

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I’m a freelance, self-taught artist!Digital drawings and large colored pencil pieces are my specialties.
Here’s some of my work

website: http://bevartwork.com
IG: http://Instagram.com/@b.evart
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