I ended the call and immediately sent a message to Rachel, my old college friend who now worked as an independent real estate agent. She had been trying for months to unload several abandoned, worthless lots in a dead industrial area of Idaho because she needed quick cash.
“He has taken the bait, Rachel. He is going to come looking for you soon. Do exactly what we discussed.”
Rachel replied with a simple thumbs-up emoji.
Kyle went to see her that very afternoon. Rachel later told me every detail of what happened. To make the act believable, she had paid a local worker to linger around the office and casually mention that state surveyors had been spotted marking boundaries for a huge new government project.
Kyle heard precisely what he wanted to hear.
Thirty minutes later, he walked into Rachel’s office in his best suit, trying to carry himself like some serious, powerful investor.
“I am Kyle, Chloe’s husband,” he announced, clearly expecting special treatment.
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