text: Hello, it’s me, your brother-in-law. I’m glad you answered your phone. Please don’t say anything, I'm embarrassed about what I have to tell you, and I need to say it without interruption. I’ve been pursuing online romances. Since I live alone, virtual girlfriends are a convenient solution. I meet them on social media websites. For instance, I get friend requests from attractive young women on Facebook who have no familiar friends. I accept them as friends immediately. Sometimes they ask me for hundred-dollar gift cards instantly. Others will ask me about my income and bank accounts. The greedy ones I block because they are insatiable. On the plus side, they are all willing to send me nude pictures. On my cell phone, I have a fantastic collection of nudies that leave nothing to the imagination. My friend Bill keeps telling me that these people aren’t real, that they are catfish. He tells me that I’m likely to be communicating with fat older men who haven't bathed for a month. Anyway, I'm calling you about an extraordinary girl named Samantha. Oh my god! She has a perfect body! Black hair just like I like, really nice tits large and firm. I couldn’t stop looking when I got her nude pictures. We traded texts and emails for weeks before she needed a hundred-dollar gift card to get her mother a birthday gift! After I sent it to her, she told me how grateful she was. I bragged to her that I am wealthy. A few more gift cards and she is talking about moving from Texas into my home. We are going to live together. She gave me her cell number, so I called her up. She has a deep husky, almost masculine sexy voice. I’ve never had a woman show such interest in me before. I’m in love! I'm looking forward to meeting her. Now don’t hang you. A problem has come up I need to tell you about. FBI agents showed up at my house. They said to me that Samantha isn’t real. They are investigating a man named Vitorio Santiago, who they say is a serial killer. They used a search warrant to find my e-mails and tracked me down through my IP address. Supposably this Santiago has been supporting himself by a Romance Scam. He gets thousands of dollars of gift cards from his victims. The women in his nudie pictures? The FBI agents do not think they are alive anymore. They think Santiago has disposed of them. Santiago has perfected his scheme. He gets his victim's personal information, name, address, etc., and files a fraudulent will, naming Santiago as the sole heir. He then arranges to meet the victim in their own homes, where he murders them. Santiago is the kind of serial killer that takes his time; the victims live for hours before they are dismembered. He always leaves the pieces behind so the victims can be identified. He also kills any witnesses. I know the FBI has made a mistake! Sam is real! I’ve traded text messages, photos, and emails with her! I’ve sent her money for travel expenses to my house! I even have a turkey roasting because she said that she was bringing her knives to carve it. The FBI says Santiago has already filed the fake will. That he is on the way to kill me, they’ve set up a sting to arrest him when he gets here. Imagine their surprise when Samantha arrives. By the way, I’ve really called because I have to confess something. Remember how you have always been warning me about catfish. Well, Sam was worried that I didn’t have enough money and wanted to run a credit rating on me. I have a few unpaid bills, so instead of telling her my name and address, I sent her your name and address. With your net worth, I know you have an excellent credit rating. Oh, I better hang up; I just heard your front doorbell ring.