Said crack fast talking hacker and scammer pulled figurative wool over my eyes going incognito and speaking a clipped English mien his disguise.
He appeared (rather sounded) genuine after yours truly experienced computer snafu (the Macbook Pro essentially hogtied courtesy virus that disabled any activity) even turning the laptop off then on only wrought frustration to boot.
An out of state Apple computer technical support person impersonator (imposter invariably linkedin to aforementioned fraudster - most likely brother in arms) answered telephone number provided on the screen.
Admonitions against sharing details about case in point, whereby cyberpunk donned many hats to convince me serious computer virus, malware, trojan horse, et cetera counterbalanced with voice on other end affecting sedulousness to "listen carefully" and carry forth the following commands.
Yours truly trustingly, passively, meekly, et cetera (though feeling jittery) carried out the repeated instructions, which charlatan inveighed against speaking softly (in retrospect, I ought to have carried a big stick), indicating (as if held at gunpoint) to headout off to the Trappe branch of Citizens Banks and withdraw cash all the while recording verbal dialogue with small, medium at large criminal (the scam artist(s) in question).
Upon retrieving legal tender (quite a ***), thee next entrapment entailed driving to closest ATM machine, an MP gas station/convenience store in Collegeville to convert high denomination bills (a considerable number of money crisp Benjamins) into bitcoin cryptocurrency then hightailing back to where I live, an assisted living facility named Highland Manor.
Finally, the schmegegge script (incorporating ejaculations that questionable hacker convinced me to swallow hook, line and sinker) alluded to strong likelihood scam artist lurked in close proximity to above named banking institution, which divine comedy bumbling Ace of spades, an inept card shark anagram name Meg Found left as crypto clue told.