At 78, Phil relied on a home care service in Orihuela, Alicante.
As a retired criminal from south London, he had distanced himself from everyone, family, other criminals, and anyone who could identify him.
It was a frugal life, but it was the life he chose from the outset.
In 2009, Phil had survived a close call with death; now he was surviving bowel cancer.
Relaxing in the centre of Orihuela, he was paying for a UK-registered support worker to look after him.
All was going well, he was safe from harm, until Deborah, his support worker, searched through his kitchen drawers and found his Spanish bank statements and bank cards. Once she had his account numbers and CVV digits on his cards, she snapped them on her mobile phone and sent them via text to a Bulgarian male.
His accounts were stripped bare in one hour via online payments.
The payments purchased lavish hotel stays across Spain. His banking security called him to confirm his account was suspended. Unable to speak fluent Spanish, he understood the general gist of the information; he had been defrauded!
One thing Deborah didn’t find was a list of his contacts. Another thing she didn’t know was that Phil had butchered 6 people and flushed their body parts down so many Pub toilets across London.
Phil didn’t need to call anyone, as the bank had traced the fraudster to Orihuela, just two blocks away. To make matters worse, the Bulgarian kidnapped Deborah, her jilted lover pulled her into a car, and Deborah ended up in a basement in Cox.
Phil eventually had his money returned, but Deborah was never returned, nor was the Bulgarian ever caught.
The shambles of life hit when Phil refused a new support worker; he was left by himself, alone to consider what he did, what he didn’t do, and what needed to be done.
After so many years, he rang his sister’s landline, and her husband answered the phone. Hearing his voice, he dropped the phone. Phil was on his own as life had chased him down. A career criminal was left in the lurch!
