I Was Robbed as an M-Pesa Agent, but I Lured the Thieves Into a Trap That Exposed Them
I never imagined my life would change in a single afternoon behind my M-Pesa counter. I had worked hard to build trust with customers, saved little by little, and followed the rules. That day started like any other.
By evening, I was staring at an empty float balance and shaking hands, trying to understand how criminals had walked away with everything I owned. The thieves were polite. Too polite.
They came in twos, made small transactions, asked questions, and watched my routine closely. I did not realize I was being set up until it was too late. Within minutes, a coordinated trick drained my float.
By the time I raised an alarm, they had vanished into the crowd. Reporting to the authorities was necessary, but deep inside, I felt helpless and defeated. After that incident, my business collapsed. Customers started doubting me.
Debts piled up. At night, I could not sleep. I kept replaying the robbery in my mind, blaming myself for being careless. What hurt the most was the silence from people I thought would stand with me. Everyone moved on, while I remained stuck.
