A Contract – On My Life

When I got back from Oklahoma, one of the first things I did was check my email.  I had 33 messages, with 7 of them being considered “junk” by Outlook’s filter.

Here is the contents of one of those emails.

Subject Line:  Hi Lee Buy Heroin, cocaine and other shit from timothystuff

I am very sorry for you Lee, is a pity that this is how your life is going to end as soon as you don’t comply. As you can see there is no need of introducing myself to you because I don’t have any business with you, my duty as I am mailing you now is just to KILL you and I have to do it as I have already been paid for that.

 

But I give you a chance. Call my neighbor 315-678-2840 and say password “there is time to save my skin” and if that would sound convincing, I will forget about you.

Tell him this password for Timothy Sinclair (be sure it is not my real name).

 

WARNING: DO NOT THINK OF CONTACTING THE POLICE OR EVEN TELLING ANYONE BECAUSE I WILL KNOW.

I’ve never seen something so strange in all of my life, and I’m not that scared.  I’m hoping it’s just some spammer, and many others received the same email.

If it’s for real, bring it on.

2 thoughts on “A Contract – On My Life”

  1. Yeah – I’ve heard of this one before too. I think there was a story about a woman calling the police when she received this…

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