So this was originally posted on FB in August, but I think it still has relevance. Enjoy.Find Paul Neglia
This demon must be apprehended!
| Host: | Justice - Kenora style by Eythan and Bryde |
| Type: | |
| Network: | Global |
| Start Time: | 07 August 2008 at 20:00 |
| End Time: | 06 September 2008 at 23:00 |
| Location: | Canada |
| Town/City: | Kenora, ON |
Description
Okay so here's a shitty story for you all:
I met a guy named Paolo Neglia at the gas station near my cottage. He had lost his wallet and was stranded so I offered him a sleeping bag; he declined. When I got home my mom insisted we go 'rescue' him for the night.
We got drunk at a friend's house that night. After this Paul was always around, hanging out with me, meeting all my friends and having a good time here at the Lake.
He told us he had Hodgkin's Disease (cancer) but would never go swimming and/or show my mom his scar. He told us he got a job in a nearby town working at a lodge as a cook, with a small apartment there for staff.
One day he told us his parents were coming out to Kenora as he had convinced them of the natural beauty here, etc. He said he rented a cabin here for them.
This whole time we were becomming fast friends as he was very generous and overall a funny and fun guy to hang out with.
Once in mid July my friends from Ottawa who were driving through had their computer and camera go 'missing'. The police were called out but they couldn't deduce anything.
No one ever heavily questionned Paul; he and my family got along great and he was always helping and cooking dinners for us.
All at once, his appointments and life events started delaying and piling up to happen around Tueday/Wednesday this week. For example, his cancer biopsy was postponed, his grandma in Montreal passed away so is parents would be late, he quit his job at the lodge and was susposed to start work at the gas station where we met.
That was around Saturday when all these things started changing.
That day he asked me if he could borrow money for car payments and gas, because he still didn't have a wallet. I was iffy. He then told me of how he could give me double my money back if I gave it to him, and he'd pass it through his mob cousins in Montreal who were loan sharks.
He kept slowly convincing me, telling me how much it would help my planned trip to Hong Kong and how maybe we could even take the profits and blow a month in Thailand together. Don't forget people, this guy was, at the time, my friend. And I trusted him, obviously too much.
I gave him my ticket money to Hong Kong. One thousand five hundred dollars, cash.
I know, I'm a fucking idiot. I got too greedy and also too trusting.
After he took my money, he said he was going to town to deposit it, and that was the last we ever saw of him. This was Monday night.
SO....
Invite everyone you know. I hope to find him. There is a nationwide police manhunt for him right now, on the premise that he may be armed and dangerous. He's supposed to be in a mental institution in montreal, as he is a sociopath who utterly lacks the emotion called 'remorse'. He is also in a stolen car with stolen plates, with a warrant from Quebec for theft and fraud. And now for theft and fraud at my house.
If you met this guy ever, check your credit cards for any strange transactions.
The bottom line is that everything he ever told us, EVERYTHING, was a lie. His birthplace, his relatives, his job, his travel plans, his car, his dog, everything. Alot ofmy friends who met him are missing stuff. He's mentally ill and I want my fucking money back. Please help by inviting ALL your friends. I've posted pictures of his fucking face and his car. Just keep an eye out, he wears alot of red Puma Ferarri clothes and has a 2005 black 2 door Honda Civic with Quebec plates, 454 RKR, I think. There is a large dent from the front to the back of the car, drivers side.
Please help me!!! Thank you.
I met a guy named Paolo Neglia at the gas station near my cottage. He had lost his wallet and was stranded so I offered him a sleeping bag; he declined. When I got home my mom insisted we go 'rescue' him for the night.
We got drunk at a friend's house that night. After this Paul was always around, hanging out with me, meeting all my friends and having a good time here at the Lake.
He told us he had Hodgkin's Disease (cancer) but would never go swimming and/or show my mom his scar. He told us he got a job in a nearby town working at a lodge as a cook, with a small apartment there for staff.
One day he told us his parents were coming out to Kenora as he had convinced them of the natural beauty here, etc. He said he rented a cabin here for them.
This whole time we were becomming fast friends as he was very generous and overall a funny and fun guy to hang out with.
Once in mid July my friends from Ottawa who were driving through had their computer and camera go 'missing'. The police were called out but they couldn't deduce anything.
No one ever heavily questionned Paul; he and my family got along great and he was always helping and cooking dinners for us.
All at once, his appointments and life events started delaying and piling up to happen around Tueday/Wednesday this week. For example, his cancer biopsy was postponed, his grandma in Montreal passed away so is parents would be late, he quit his job at the lodge and was susposed to start work at the gas station where we met.
That was around Saturday when all these things started changing.
That day he asked me if he could borrow money for car payments and gas, because he still didn't have a wallet. I was iffy. He then told me of how he could give me double my money back if I gave it to him, and he'd pass it through his mob cousins in Montreal who were loan sharks.
He kept slowly convincing me, telling me how much it would help my planned trip to Hong Kong and how maybe we could even take the profits and blow a month in Thailand together. Don't forget people, this guy was, at the time, my friend. And I trusted him, obviously too much.
I gave him my ticket money to Hong Kong. One thousand five hundred dollars, cash.
I know, I'm a fucking idiot. I got too greedy and also too trusting.
After he took my money, he said he was going to town to deposit it, and that was the last we ever saw of him. This was Monday night.
SO....
Invite everyone you know. I hope to find him. There is a nationwide police manhunt for him right now, on the premise that he may be armed and dangerous. He's supposed to be in a mental institution in montreal, as he is a sociopath who utterly lacks the emotion called 'remorse'. He is also in a stolen car with stolen plates, with a warrant from Quebec for theft and fraud. And now for theft and fraud at my house.
If you met this guy ever, check your credit cards for any strange transactions.
The bottom line is that everything he ever told us, EVERYTHING, was a lie. His birthplace, his relatives, his job, his travel plans, his car, his dog, everything. Alot ofmy friends who met him are missing stuff. He's mentally ill and I want my fucking money back. Please help by inviting ALL your friends. I've posted pictures of his fucking face and his car. Just keep an eye out, he wears alot of red Puma Ferarri clothes and has a 2005 black 2 door Honda Civic with Quebec plates, 454 RKR, I think. There is a large dent from the front to the back of the car, drivers side.
Please help me!!! Thank you.
