Apart from drugging victims, these thugs also unscrew car registration plates in parking lots. When drivers of the cars pull out, they follow behind, hooting and waving the plates at them. It is when you stop to retrieve the plate and thank the ‘good Samaritan,’ that they strike, mercilessly. They have even gone digital. Nelly Adika parked her car on Njugu Lane, off Koinange Street, last April a few minutes past 6pm. She was late for her evening classes and was lucky to get parking. She picked her handbag and got out of her car, pressed the button on the central locking key and sauntered to class, confident the two sharp beeps from the car was confirmation enough the car was secure. Two hours later, after leaving class, Nelly spent another 30 minutes in a nearby supermarket shopping before heading to her car laden with groceries. But alas! The two-month-old Toyota wasn’t where she had parked it. “At first, I thought I was mistaken, that I might have parked it elsewhere, and started looking around. Eventually, it dawned on me that my car had been stolen,” says Nelly. It is now that she recalls that when she pressed the ‘lock’ button on the key, she heard the car’s lock signal, but didn’t actually hear the doors lock. She is yet to recover the car, even though she has to service a loan for the vehicle.
New Tricks for car thieves
When Njeri Njiru walked out of a salon at T-Mall, Nairobi West at 8.20pm on June 12, she had no idea how close she was to mortal danger. Reaching for the car door, she felt a slippery, jelly-like substance on the handle, but didn’t read much into it. She got into her car, wiped the sticky substance off her hand and drove out of the parking, a silver-coloured Toyota NZE behind her. But on reaching the South C flyover on Mombasa Road, she started feeling drowsy and became suspicious the sticky substance on her car door could have been a drug. Her survival instincts kicked in. She sped to the Capital Centre, grabbed the guard’s hand at the gate and handed him her husband’s number before she passed out. The next thing she remembers is waking up in hospital two hours later, her husband by her side, a drip in her arm. The doctor said she had been poisoned by an extremely strong drug that knocks out victims within minutes. She reported the matter to Lang’ata Police Station the next day. “When I think about the ordeal, my heart starts racing. I am very lucky to be alive today. My advice, especially for women driving alone or with small children, is to always exercise caution and be vigilant. Women are particularly vulnerable because they are considered easy prey,” says Njeri.
Apart from drugging victims, these thugs also unscrew car registration plates in parking lots. When drivers of the cars pull out, they follow behind, hooting and waving the plates at them. It is when you stop to retrieve the plate and thank the ‘good Samaritan,’ that they strike, mercilessly. They have even gone digital. Nelly Adika parked her car on Njugu Lane, off Koinange Street, last April a few minutes past 6pm. She was late for her evening classes and was lucky to get parking. She picked her handbag and got out of her car, pressed the button on the central locking key and sauntered to class, confident the two sharp beeps from the car was confirmation enough the car was secure. Two hours later, after leaving class, Nelly spent another 30 minutes in a nearby supermarket shopping before heading to her car laden with groceries. But alas! The two-month-old Toyota wasn’t where she had parked it. “At first, I thought I was mistaken, that I might have parked it elsewhere, and started looking around. Eventually, it dawned on me that my car had been stolen,” says Nelly. It is now that she recalls that when she pressed the ‘lock’ button on the key, she heard the car’s lock signal, but didn’t actually hear the doors lock. She is yet to recover the car, even though she has to service a loan for the vehicle.
Apart from drugging victims, these thugs also unscrew car registration plates in parking lots. When drivers of the cars pull out, they follow behind, hooting and waving the plates at them. It is when you stop to retrieve the plate and thank the ‘good Samaritan,’ that they strike, mercilessly. They have even gone digital. Nelly Adika parked her car on Njugu Lane, off Koinange Street, last April a few minutes past 6pm. She was late for her evening classes and was lucky to get parking. She picked her handbag and got out of her car, pressed the button on the central locking key and sauntered to class, confident the two sharp beeps from the car was confirmation enough the car was secure. Two hours later, after leaving class, Nelly spent another 30 minutes in a nearby supermarket shopping before heading to her car laden with groceries. But alas! The two-month-old Toyota wasn’t where she had parked it. “At first, I thought I was mistaken, that I might have parked it elsewhere, and started looking around. Eventually, it dawned on me that my car had been stolen,” says Nelly. It is now that she recalls that when she pressed the ‘lock’ button on the key, she heard the car’s lock signal, but didn’t actually hear the doors lock. She is yet to recover the car, even though she has to service a loan for the vehicle.
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