Everything sounded convincing at the beginning. The man spoke confidently about recruitment processes, medical stages, and “connections.” He knew the right terms, mentioned real camps, and even had photos with people in uniform.

Desperate to help my brother secure a stable future, I believed him. Without fully realizing it, I sent KSh 500,000 in installments, thinking it was a facilitation fee that would soon be refunded once the job letter came.…CONTINUE READING