About

The history of how I became the most hacked person in the world is very long and complicated. Some of the names and parties involved have been changed to protect their identities. This is a true story and one day I hope to publish a book.

Steven Hrisak

FBI Informant

In this book I'm only going to explain what happened to me. I am not going to provide any opinions on who did what to me. Because honestly, I really do not know.

I started working at Exide Technologies in April of 2013. My boss was Rodney Williams, he was the IT Manager. My brother Bob helped me get the job because he was already working for the company. Rodney and I did not get along at first because he resented the fact that my brother helped me get the position. In fact, within the first week he to took me into his office with one of the other employees and ripped my head off. I should mention that I was the web developer for the company website: Exide.com

Rodney was mad at me at first because I suggested that we should rewrite the entire website. Looking back I was probably wrong suggesting such a thing. As time went by we started to get along. But then something happened that turned everything around. One night I was working late and I wanted to make a quick update to the live database for the website. But I made a mistake and I accidentally deleted the entire database. This caused the Exide.com website to go down completely. And this is where it all started.

One mistake on my part set off a chain of events that are so crazy that you're not going to believe what I'm about to tell you. Well let's say you'll probably believe it after you hear the story but you're not going to want to believe it. This book you're about to read contains spies, lies and corruption like you can't imagine.

After taking down Exide.com accidentally, I called Rod for help. Rod told me that we're going to let the contractors handle this problem. He said: "let's see what they can do you, we need to test these guys and see if they're really good contractors or not". The problem was I came to work the next day and the website was still down. I tried my best to get it back up using different methods but with no success. The second day I came to work and the website was still down. I was really frustrated, you're talking about a website it gets somewhere between 65,000 and 80,000 visitors every month. Exide sells batteries and a lot of customers go to the website and purchase batteries or at least look at the batteries that they might want to purchase. On the third day Rodney decided to email someone in Europe to take care of the problem. Within 10 to 15 minutes Exide.com was back up and running again. It was great to have the website back up again, but I was really pissed off. You mean to tell me that all my boss had to do was email somebody in Europe and have the website back up within 10 to 15 minutes. So I decided to go to Rod's boss John and report what took place. John's response to me was: 2 days!! 2 days!!

Within a week or so Rodney came to me and said: "Steve I had to go to two meetings for this, two meetings!!". Rodney was really angry at me for going to his boss. If I knew what I know today I would have handled the situation differently. I came to find out later that Rodney was the IT manager during the day for Exide Technologies but he was also a Mafia Boss. And just like being the IT manager for Exide Technologies he was the mafia boss for their Technologies as well. Of course, I had no idea that's who he was. I knew he no longer wanted me to work there. I started to look for another job, but I wasn't having any luck finding a job. I told my parents that I really needed to quit working there because me and the boss did not get along. My parents told me: "Steve you never quit a job unless you have another job. We are not going to give you any money to help out if you quit this job." So, I was stuck working at Exide Technologies because I did not have any money saved and I had to take care of my family.

The relationship between me and Rod continued to deteriorate. I knew he wanted me to quit or else he was going to fire me. I did not like the way Rod ran the IT department. We started getting into arguments over things that had to do with the website. They say you shouldn't argue with your boss, but I did and I argued with him quite a bit.

There are some things you have to know about me and my background to understand why I argued with him and why we didn't get along. Before working and Exide Technologies, I was a college professor. So, I was used to telling other people what to do and had no problem voicing my opinion. One day after arguing with Rod in his office I talked to Chris one of my colleagues that worked in the United Kingdom. Chris said to me: "Steve be very careful, Rod knows a lot of people." That was the first thing that was said to me that I found to be very unusual. And it always stayed in the back of my mind. One day around lunch time, I noticed Rod talking to a younger kid in a nearby office. He was probably in his early twenties, I assumed he was interviewing for a job. At lunch time I frequently went to the gym and worked out and then I would sit in the hot tub afterward to relax. While I was sitting in the hot tub that day the same young kid came through the swimming pool area to get a tour of the facility. I should mention right away I'm not the type of person that believes in coincidences. What the heck was Rod doing. I know today that it was a game of intimidation. The problem is I'm not the type of person who responds very well to intimidation.

I have to back up a little earlier in my life to explain to you why I don't respond well to intimidation. When I was in high school in the 9th grade there was a kid that picked on me everyday at lunch. It was a bad situation for me, I grew up with the same friends and had gone through school with all of the same friends. The person that picked on me was John Crow. The problem was he sat with me and my friends at lunch time. I had to decide: Did I want to go and sit all by myself and eat lunch or let this guy pick on me everyday. Well I decided to let him pick on me everyday. The bullying event made me the person I am today. The effect it had on me was: "I would never let somebody else bully me again no matter what". So, here sat Rod somebody that I felt was an incompetent It Manager who had decided to bully me.

I kept looking for a new job with no success. My one year anniversary rolled around at Exide Technologies. I thought that even though me and Rod weren't getting along that he knew that I was a pretty good web developer and deserved some sort of raise. Instead of getting a raise, I was put in an office with the head of HR and handed a 30-day performance evaluation. What this meant was is if I didn't improve my performance at work within 30 days I was fired. I know after looking back at the situation they expected me to quit on the spot. The problem was I had my parents saying: "Steven you never stop working at one job until you have a new job. We are not giving you any money if you quit!" So instead of quitting on the spot, I accepted the 30-day performance evaluation and went home that day. Needless to say, I was pretty pissed off about receiving the 30-day evaluation. The very next day I went to HR to talk about the performance evaluation. I knew that Rod just wanted to get rid of me. To my surprise the lady working in the HR department said: "Steve I've never even heard of a 30-day performance evaluation. She explained the performance evaluations are always at least 90 days at minimum". I was really pissed off after hearing that. So, I went back to John and said to him: "I better not be the first one at the company to receive a 30-day performance evaluation and I slammed his door in his face". The next day, I notice John and a small group of people walking towards HR. I knew then that I was the first person to get a 30-day performance evaluation. More than likely the people walking with John were a team of lawyers trying to stop a complete nightmare. I knew I had a lawsuit. The problem was my brother Bob still worked at the company. I just, I just couldn't do it because of Bob. 30 days came and went and I was still working at the company. Rod came up to me shortly after the 30-day period and said: "Steve I didn't know about John".

There's some things you need to know about Rod, he has a magical ability to convince people to do anything he says. I used to go to meetings having my mind made up already on what the appropriate steps would be to handle whatever situation it was. I would leave these meetings after hearing Rod talk and be completely convinced that Rod was right. Whatever viewpoint he had on the situation was told in such a way, a hypnotical way to where the words that came out of his mouth hypnotized you.

The 30-day performance evaluation triggered an argument that went on behind the scenes at the company. Rodney was the best liar next to my mother and we'll get to that eventually, that I have ever met in my life. He could convince anybody of anything. Having someone like that as the top IT boss for the mafia is a disaster. The thing was Rodney could convince anybody of anything at Exide until I came along. People at the company were seeing my side and they were realizing that he was a liar. He accused me of being a bad programmer and that was why I had to go. Towards the end of me working at the company, he gave me a project that he thought I would be able to complete. Well not only did I complete the task but the customer that requested it was extremely pleased with the work. So what did Rod do, he said it took Steve too long to write the code. The IT field is an interesting area. If you really want to fire someone you don't like you can always say: "it took him/her too long to complete the task.

By now (3 months after the performance evaluation), I was so depressed over my job situation that I really wasn't looking for a job any longer. Out of the blue a call comes from a company in Florida that is interested in having me work for them. I was so happy, finally I was going to get out of this terrible work situation. InDyne, Inc. located on Eglin Air Force Base in Florida hired me as a ASP.NET/VB.NET programmer.

So, I start my new job at InDyne, Inc. In order to work for the company you have to obtain a Secret Security Clearance. If you don't obtain the Secret Security Clearance for whatever reason then that's your last day on the job. I was a little nervous obtaining the Secret Security Clearance because my credit wasn't that great. But other than my credit I had nothing to worry about because I was always an honest person and didn't have any kind of criminal history and I definitely was not a criminal. That's not to say that I couldn't have been put in jail due to my drug addiction then I had overcome.

When I was 25 years old, I was put in Ridgeview Institute and Smyrna Georgia for drug and alcohol addiction. My parents found out that I was smoking marijuana everyday and they freaked out and immediately did a family intervention and sent me to drug rehab. Truly I know it was a blessing because that's where I really found God. If you ever get sent to rehab you'll realize that they don't fix you there. It's funny because I thought when they first put me in the rehab facility that they just knew what to do and they were going to magically fix me so I didn't use drugs or drink any longer. I laugh now because my parents could have saved $30,000 if somebody would have just told them that you need to have Steve go to AA. I sold pot to my friends so that I could smoke pot for free. So technically you could say that I was a small time drug dealer when I was in my mid-twenties. But, I never made any money doing it. It was all about being able to use drugs without having to pay for them. And when I say drugs I mean marijuana that was all I ever sold to my friends. So while filling out the Secret Security Clearance forms, I noticed one of the questions was have you ever been to rehab. I was nervous about that, but it turns out that as long as you've only been to rehab one time you could still get the clearance.

The Secret Security Clearance took time and while you were waiting for the results you got to work. I started right away I was on a 3-month contract to hire with an employment agency. The job environment was less than desirable. Let's just say that the base hadn't been updated since the 1950s. I was put in a small room with one other person and was told that I would be working on various website projects. The name of the other individual was Brian Ricci. Brian Ricci was over the database and I was the code writer. Me and Brian got along pretty well at first. We went out to lunch and would talk about work and just whatever. The 3-month contract expired and they hired me as a full-time employee. About 3 months later I obtained my Interim Secret Security Clearance. Which more or less meant that I was going to get the Secret Security Clearance and would be able to continue working for InDyne.

Soon after obtaining the Interim Secret Security Clearance, the company decided that they wanted to rewrite basically all of the web-based applications in a newer coding language (ASP.NET/VB.NET). Really what they did was hand me and Brian something that was ridiculous. They asked us what kind of time frame is it going to take for you guys to do this. Brian was smart he said: "a year". Well the company did not want to hear that it was going to take a year to rewrite all of these applications. But they were too cheap to hire any additional programmers. What they were willing to do was to pay overtime for either me or Brian to write as much code as fast as we could.

Now, I say that me and Brian had a pretty good relationship but there were a couple of things about him that I didn't like it all. Brian was given the title senior programmer. But really what Brian was a great database programmer and not so much a great code programmer. What bothered me about Brian was that the company wanted him to tell me what he knew about the database. Brian used the database knowledge as job security. In fact so much so that one day he turns to me and said: "Steve, I will never give you anything". Now the company botched how they handled Brian. Because they told Brian that I was going to be his backup in case something happened to him. But, in Brian's mind I think he felt like they were trying to replace him.

Brian put in a lot of overtime working on the rewrite project making extra money. Brian was an interesting character. I think he was about 38 years old, he'd never been married, didn't have any kids, but he had a cat. I knew he had a girlfriend so I asked him one day: "How are you and your girlfriend doing? Are you guys going to get married?" The response I got was: "I don't want to talk about it". Our boss Marsha said to me one day that there's something missing from his brain. Honestly to be a programmer, you've got to be a little strange in most cases. Something else that Marsha said to me one day put a big red flag in my brain. I was talking to her about Brian and she asked me: "What do you think about hacking?" I immediately told Marsha that I thought it was wrong. One day at work Brian brought in an image that was printed on a piece of paper and he walked around to some of the other employees and said can you tell the difference. And it was some sort of trademark or logo that he had duplicated. At the time, I didn't think much about it. But this event also put another big red flag in my brain. Another thing that I found strange about Brian and really almost amazing that anybody would actually do this. He drove from Pensacola Florida and back to work everyday and it was a two and a half hour drive each way. So, honestly I don't know how he did it. He was always tired, I can tell you that.

All right so everything was basically okay with me and Brian until they wanted us to rewrite everything together. Technically it was not a joint programming project. They split programming project it in half. Brian was writing the code that had to do with various reports that got generated for the airplane Inventory Warehouse next to us. Now this seemed like a competition for him you know he was staying these extra hours to you know get as much done as he could with the project. I tried to give him code but he would never take anything or use any of it. He was the senior programmer by God and there was no way that anything I wrote could be as good as what he was doing. So what ended up happening is Brian finished all of his reports programming work. And when the people that had to use the new reports software looked at it they were very upset. I wasn't nearly as far along as he was but what but what I had created for the warehouse database searching everyone loved it. And that's when things started going really south. He really started to attack me as a programmer, insinuating that I wasn't that good. Something had occurred earlier that I let go, but once he came after me, I made sure the person knew about the incident.

We had a girl that worked with us, but she didn't work in the same building. Honestly, I thought she wasn't very good or didn't have a lot of experience. So, Brian takes this really long lunch one day. The same day I walk by my boss's office and I see the same girl in there and she's crying and I heard her say "it was only one beer". Later in the day, Brian states: "it's about impossible for anyone to get fired here". Now this had occurred while me and Brian were on relatively good terms. However; I put it together and figured out that he somehow set her up and try to get her fired.

And this is when I tell you that I can read faces and read people really well. So, I've always had this ability to read people's faces and almost be able to figure out what they're thinking. And what I've come to know is I'm extremely accurate. So because of the feud that has developed: "they like my code and they hate Brian's code.", he decides to team up with her to come after me. How did I know he did that, I read both of their faces in a meeting and there were some things said and I knew that's what he was doing. So, I decided to give her a little call and tell her about that day at lunch when I overheard her in Marsha's office. I said Brian was gone long time that day, and he made a comment when he got back and it was impossible to get anybody fired. Holy s*** she somehow knew that he had set her up with the lunch time beer.

So now we really have a situation here because I'm pretty sure she told him I told her. Well, I couldn't have another Rodney Williams experience. The whole time I'm working there they want me to pick Brian's brain. It was the database. Understand that Brian wrote: "if then statements and put loops statements in the SQL". This is unusual at best and when someone has done things like this and they don't provide anybody else with a document it can be a real problem. Marsha my boss, I mean I can't tell you how many times she told me: "I don't know what we would do if we lost Brian". And it was all because of that damn database. Brian had them by the balls.

So I know it's time to quit this job. I go ahead and come up with the business plan of creating BrowserShots.net and I put in my two week notice. During the two week notice I decided my code was going to survive. There was another guy that did a little bit of programming work but it worked in a different area of the building. I never really talked to him, but Brian always did. I had a bad feeling that once I left, all of my code was going to disappear. So during my last days, I went and spoke with him and sent him all of the code that I had wrote. A couple days later me and Brian got into an argument over some kind of jQuery thing. At that point, Brian jumped up and said: "I'm done and he went and got in his car and drove away". So, I went to lunch and when I came back they said: "Steve we're going to have to go ahead and pay you out for the rest of your two week notice". Again they were scared to death lose Brian because nobody knew what was in that database except for him. But here's the scary part, when I go down to the office to give them my Secret Security ID on that very last day. They said: "Steve, you know that room you worked in we have a name for it. -- We call it the funeral parlor --". So why exactly was the room called the funeral parlor? Did everyone else disappear or end up dead after working in that room?

3 years later, I checked to see if Brian was still working at InDyne. Brian was no longer employed at InDyne, Inc. he had a new job. See the thing is that the Secret Security Clearance is only good for 5 years. And if you got caught doing something you weren't supposed to do, then they might not renew your Secret Security Clearance. I left a nuclear device making sure my code survived. It's hard to lie about whether or not somebody is a good programmer when someone else in the building has all the code he wrote.

After I left InDyne, Inc we eventually moved to Palm Coast, Florida. We used to live in Palm Coast, so it was a comfortable place to move to. In fact, Palm Coast is where I was living when I ran the 2012 comet / 2012 predictions forum. I was working on BrowserShots.net (my new business) which I'm not going to get into detail right now. But, the website was constructed using Python and Django. After about 6 months, I started noticing problems with my devices at the house. But what really got my attention was one night I noticed an enormous amount of traffic was running through my Internet. I could see the two little lights on the router just going crazy. I was confused as to why all this traffic was going through my home network.

This part of my life is really a blur. It was also a very depressing time for me. The business that I had started was not going to make any money. My mother had loaned me about $150,000 over the course about two and a half to three years. It was hopeless, I was never going to be able to pay her back the money.

You have to understand that the way it works with my family and money: "you are loaned money". Money was never a gift except at Christmas and birthdays. My mother told me that she had accepted the fact that she would never see the money again. So, I did what anyone would do who had three children and a wife. I started to look for a new job. But one of the problems with this was I was completely worn out. When you try to start a business you'll skip nights of sleep. You’ll work so hard knowing, that the harder you work the better the chances are the business will be successful.

So, where is all this traffic coming from that's running through my home network? There were some other things that I can't remember right off hand but made me start to become a little bit suspicious of my wife. I went through her dresser drawer and found two different IDs that were not from this country. I also found a group photo of her and some other young people all dressed to a tee. I questioned her about the classroom type photo and she said: "That's a picture of her Bundy team in Sweden." Bundy is a game that's very similar to hockey except they use a little round ball instead of a hockey puck. It just didn't make any sense why she was so dressed up for a picture with her Bundy team. There were some other things that had taken place, but I just can't recall. I became very suspicious of what she was up to. I decided one night to call the police and have them come to our house to see if my wife was some kind of spy. I told them about my Interim Secret Security Clearance and they explained to me that all of this was above their pay grade. They said the logical thing for me to do was to unplug the Internet. So that's what I did, I unplugged the router at the house. I only left it unplugged for 24 hours. During the 24-hour period that my internet was disconnected the WannaCry virus hit the world. The comments made on the news were: "The United States really dodged a bullet on this one." I thought to myself was I supposed to deliver the WannaCry virus? And if I I had not disconnected the Internet would I have been charged for delivering this virus to the United States?

That's when I started thinking who is it that really hates me enough to do something that terrible? Well, I have two enemies: Rodney Williams and Brian Ricci.

Additional strange things started happening. I came home one day and pulled up the location indicator on my phone. I noticed that it moved between my house and another neighbor. Even worse sometimes it would jump all the way across the street to another house. So, I got in my car and started driving around the street to see if I can find anything on unusual. Sure enough, on the very street that my phone basically jumped over to someone had an antenna up in a pine tree. I took some pictures and called the police. The police said that they would look into it. I didn't dare drive down that street for weeks. One day, I got brave and drove by the house with the antenna in the tree. The antenna was gone and it also looked like somebody had done some tree trimming work. Soon afterward, I started noticing that I was having some problems with my computers. And it wasn't just the computers my cell phone was not acting normal. It just so happened that I watched the movie Snowden right around that time. And in the movie he talked about putting your devices in the microwave to cut off any kind of signals. So that's what I did, I started putting the cell phones and the iPad Mini's in the microwave at night. I talked to my mom over the phone and told her that I was being hacked! One day, I picked up one of the children's iPad minis and looked across the screen and realized that it had a solar panel touch screen. It scared the living s*** out of me. I knew from working on the military base that when you start finding things in your home that don't exist the next thing that happens is your dead. When I found the IPad Mini with the solar panel touch screen, I freaked out! I put it straight in the microwave, packed the kids in the car, I put my wife in the car and we all drove to Palatka, Florida. We spent the night in the hotel and the next day I drove to St Augustine Florida. There was a small military base that was in St Augustine and I explained to the people there that I was being hacked and I had an Interim Secret Security Clearance and was there something that they could do to help me and my family? The men working there said they wouldn't take us in and there was really nothing that they could do. But one of the guys said you need to go to the FBI office in downtown Jacksonville, Florida. So that's what I did. We drove down to Jacksonville to the newly built FBI office and I drove up to the gate and parked my car. I went to the little window and said listen: "I've got an IPad Mini with a solar panel touch screen in my microwave at my home. They proceeded to tell me that this device didn't exist and I proceeded to say yes I know it doesn't. However, they also said that there really wasn't anything that they could do about it. As we're driving away from the FBI office I noticed that a car pulled out from the gated area and got in front of us. We went back home, I opened up the microwave and there was an IPad Mini, but it no longer had the solar panel touch screen. To this day I have no idea where it went.

Here I am, I've got a business that failed, I'm still borrowing money from my mother so I can pay my rent and buy food and I'm getting hacked. I started to worry! I didn't go to bed at night. I would stay up until the sun came up. At the time, I had two doctors prescribing me prescriptions. The medicine that helped me stay awake and make it through this time was Adderall. But the medicine wasn't the problem it was the lack of sleep.

I questioned my wife about what the heck is going on? I knew somehow she was involved because one day I came home and all of the devices that I put in the microwave she had taken out and had sitting on the nightstand. It was as if she was purposely going against what I thought was the safe thing to do at the time. So of course I became more and more suspicious of her. The one day, I really tore into her and what she said I'll never forget: “What are you going to do? Write a book?”.

I kept talking to my mom, I said: "listen something really terrible is happening, I do not understand what is going on." My wife acted like nothing was really happening. She would say: "you're taking too much Adderall and you're just really paranoid." I decided it might be a good idea to get some different devices. So, I went to the Verizon store in Palm Coast and purchased two Android tablets. The man at the store gave me a really good deal on the tablets. He said it was a Father's Day special and that they were only $50 each. I thought well that's great because I've got to do something because I don't know what's going on with my computer equipment. So, I start working on the Android tablets to browse the Internet and perform small tasks. One night I'm sitting on the Android tablet and I noticed that two battery indicator lights appear at the top of the screen. It completely freaked me out. I proceeded to install some app blocking software that required a PIN code anytime you wanted to open an app. I also installed an Amazon app that put a circle on the screen that moved around if there were any background processes taking place on the tablet. Sure enough that circle started moving around the screen and I thought holy s*** what in the hell is going on. Then the app blocker screen came up and I wasn't using the tablet. I proceeded to install a video recording app. I wanted proof that I was being hacked. My wife just didn't seem to be bothered by it. I turned off Wi-Fi on the tablet and jumped in my car and drove down the interstate where I knew there was a gap in cellular coverage. At that point, the other person who had been battling me on the tablet fell off and I was able to copy the videos that I had made onto an SD chip.

Even though I had been to the FBI office, I wasn't sure if I was getting any help or not. So I did the rational thing I decided to contact somebody else. I installed all of the Norton security products that the company had. I got on Norton's website where you could chat with somebody if you were having any kind of virus or technical issues. The chat site was set up to where somebody would call you back within a short period of time to help you with your problem. I gave strict instructions don't call me back, read my notes. Norton has a product where you can save all of your passwords, your credit cards and you can also write notes. So I started writing notes and I could tell that somebody was reading my notes. Cars started coming down the cul-de-sac and would circle around and leave at various hours of the night.

One night, I went to the pet store with one of my children and I left my cell phone in the car. When I got back in the car I looked across the street at McDonald's and noticed what looked like the most wicked Spectrum Internet provider truck that I had ever seen in my life. I became suspicious that maybe something has taken place (you know the antennas in the trees and all the other weird stuff had made me very suspicious). To make matters worse it seemed like wherever I went there was a Spectrum Internet truck. So that night, I went home and I opened up my Norton product that had a location indicator built in. I checked to see what my location was right, thinking maybe I'm across the street again. To my surprise, I was not across the street but I was quite a distance away from my home at another residence. So ,as you can imagine here goes some notes with the address of where I just found my phone.

The next day, I go to the gym to work out. While I'm working out at the gym a man starts walking around and staring at me. You got to remember the night before I tagged my phone at another address. And the Norton product puts up on an alert saying your phone has been found. So, somebody knew that I had located them and they weren't happy about it. The guy at the gym: "if he didn't look like the mafia, then no one does!". So at this point I start thinking it's got to be Rodney or Brian Ricci. I also came to the conclusion that the odds of me getting a job at the funeral parlor was pretty slim. So, I came to the conclusion that there was a really good chance that Rod set up the job to get rid of me at Exide. What better way to get rid of somebody then to send them to the funeral parlor.

Then something equally strange happened to me one day at the gym. I was working out and it was just me and another man. All of a sudden this enormous guy walks in. He picks up two of the biggest dumbbells that you could pick up, he looks at me, he looks at the other guy, he slams down the weights and leaves. See during this time, I had gone out to my Twitter account and mentioned the fact that I was a victim of hacking. Some other man in the gym was there to protect me. Thank God for him!

Things get worse. I start getting job interviews that appear to be completely bogus. It was like they just wanted to f*** with me. One of the job interviews was with Hamlin and Associates in Ormond Beach, Florida. This was probably the most suspicious and strangest interview I ever had. The interview was weird because the database problem they had. They said that the website was not running good because the database had not been set up properly. They stated that they wanted to fix their database problem, that someone had written code directly into the SQL statements. At the time, I didn't put it together. At the time, I was so desperate for a job that I would have been happy to fix whatever problem they had with the database. The interview was strange. I told him about 2012predictions.org and how I had made a lot of money off of Google AdSense to make myself look like a great candidate. I was persistent because I needed a job. I called the recruiter back and said: "I don't know how the interview went, I'm really interested in the job." He said we'll find out and call you back in a couple of days. The recruiter called me back and said: "the people at Hamlin and Associates said that I seemed like a really nice guy, but it looked like I'd had a couple drinks before I came to the interview." I was so pissed off! I immediately picked up the phone and called Hamlin and Associates.

Back Tracking: The people that interviewed me at Hamlin and Associates were supposed to have come from Orlando Florida. They had an office in Orlando, Florida according to the information in the email about the interview.

I told the guy that I talked to on the phone, I was going to call the Orlando office and find out what the hell is going on. I am sure as the day is long that I ended up talking to Mr. John Hamlin himself when I called that day. He told me that if I called them "I was going to be in more trouble than I was already in!!" And I'm thinking more trouble than I'm already in what the f*** have I done.

Then there was the interview in Jacksonville Florida. I drive an hour there to a really nice office building in Jacksonville, Florida but but they indicated they didn't like some of my responses to their questions so they never called me back for a second interview.

Then there were the recruiters in Jacksonville that said they had a perfect job for me but I needed to come down there and talk to them. I talked to the first recruiter for a period of time and he said: "let me show your resume to my manager." He comes back in the room and said: "my manager's eyes got really big when he saw your resume and he wants to talk to you." The manager comes into the room and says to me: “we like to hit golf balls and drink beer at lunch.” Of course after leaving I knew that I was being played for a sucker.

One night after about four or five days of not getting any sleep (because I'm so worried about what's going on). I make a trip to Walmart. Somebody comes through a side door with a key at the front of the store. I looked at the person and actually said hey. I know it was Brian Ricci. I go over to an aisle to look at some merchandise and somebody does this weird walk by me as if to pretend that I didn't see him and maybe I saw somebody else.

So things start getting crazier and crazier. I go to pick up Julia at the school and there's always a car in the cul-de-sac. If I went out shopping there were always cars around me. I keep writing my notes in my Norton's product, and I know by then it's the FBI and they're keeping an eye on me. However; what was really frustrating was nobody would talk to me. My wife continued to act as if really nothing was going on. I started to notice that she would leave a lamp on at night and thought it was strange. At some point towards the end all of my computer equipment was unusable. I knew from what I could tell that it was Wi-Fi and Bluetooth. I didn't know anything about hacking but I had some hardware experience. So, I got my router and a screwdriver and scraped off the Wi-Fi and the Bluetooth chip off of the router itself. Looking back is probably amazing that the router still worked. I was so worn out from not getting any sleep and I knew I was getting screwed around looking for a job. During this time, I logged into my Gmail account one day and realized a device was connected to my account that did not belong to me. So I downloaded my Gmail account and closed it.

Things got so bad, that one day I watched something that scared the living s*** out of me. I was down in the family room and I think I was on a computer or one of the phones. I watched what looked like somebody jump from one device to another right in front of my eyes. I was so dead tired from what had taken place that I had to hire a moving company to get my things out of the house. Of course, my mother paid for the moving truck to come. When I asked the lady to see her ID that was loading up the moving truck I could tell it was a fake Alabama driver's license. They packed up the truck and left and I thought there goes all our stuff, we're never going to see it again. Not only that, I didn't know how in the world I was going to survive the drive from Florida to Georgia. Whoever these people were which I came to realize it was the mafia, they didn't have good intentions towards me. During the drive up to Georgia in the early morning hours an ambulance truck got in front of my car. I started noticing that there were little pebbles or some kind or dust coming off of the roadway. All the sudden, I felt as if I was inside a microwave. I pulled off at the closest exit and told my children: "we all had to get out of the car." William was the only one that said that he felt a little funny. We stayed in a parking lot for about 30 minutes and then we got back on the road and proceeded up to Atlanta. Somehow, someway the moving truck got there with all our stuff and unloaded it into the house. I sat on the back porch crying my eyes out! Saying: "I can't believe we're all alive." I don't like to think about Florida.

Okay, so I'm back up in Georgia. By the time, I got up to Georgia I had gone 5 days with no sleep. So I made that drive from Florida to Georgia on the 5th day of no sleep. I can tell you this it's a dang good thing I had a lot of Adderall. Adderall will keep you awake so that you don't die when you're going with no sleep and you're driving your car. Let me tell you why the mafia loves to say that Adderall is what's making me crazy. The truth is Adderall makes me smarter than I am. But going for long periods of time with no sleep can really mess you up good.

I mentioned before when I was in Florida (before I even started getting hacked) that I was really worn out. I was really worn out from not going to bed at night and working on the business. Some mornings around 11:00 or 12:00 noon, I would want to go to sleep. However; my wife would say something like “oh you're not going to bed now, we've got to go do some things with the kids.” So, when I got up to Atlanta I was totally wrecked. The first thing my mother did was have me go to the psychiatrist. He said: "Steve, you are manic and you're not going to be able to work for a while. I said: "How long do you think it'll be before I get back to normal again?" He said it may be a year. So I went without any ADHD medicine for 6 months and continued to see him once a month. All he would do when I came for my monthly visit was look at my eyes. He would look at my eyes and he would say “nope you're not ready to go back to work yet. This is the first part of a rough draft of my book. The date is 8/1/2017. So yes, this is just the beginning of an unbelievable story of survival. God loves me and continues to keep me safe. More to come.................

I have no money and have given everything I have to stop evil forces from screwing all of us.

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