A Summary Before We Continue
I have received many messages of support since the beginning of this blog, in addition to my aunt’s, almost all accompanied by a request for anonymity, most often explained as fear for their safety or that of their family. Some have even promised to take action, only to disappear, like others before them.
But, although it may seem riskier to confront this evil for those who live in Morocco, isn’t it even more critical for them to fight this battle together, lest today’s silence condemns everyone’s tomorrows?
Since launching this blog in July, I have documented a clear pattern of criminal behavior. Let me summarize what has been established:
The Foundation:
- Soufiane Elkabous seized a foundation created to help others and used it for his personal needs.
- He stole my father’s name and used it to create a false image of legitimacy.
- He pretended he was related.
The Safe and Documents:
- He broke into my mother’s private safe, in her bedroom, on the day of her death. Before she was even buried.
- He stole everything inside.
- He forged documents, inventing debts for my parents years after their death.
- He filed the forged documents in national registries, thus corrupting the very integrity of those registries.
The House:
- He occupies the home my parents left me, a house that is not his, without right or title.
- He stripped the house of all my parents’ belongings, everything it contained.
The Bank Accounts:
- He plundered my mother’s bank accounts at the BMCI Val D’Anfa branch after her death, without any authorization.
Identity theft. Burglary. Theft. Forgery and uttering. Illegal occupation. Inheritance spoliation. Embezzlement. Breach of trust.
These facts are established. Documented. Admitted by Elkabous himself. Together, they reveal a pattern of criminal behavior spanning years. He does not even bother denying them. In fact, he boasts about them. The law does not apply to him.
Still, no consequences. Still, no investigation.
Still, I will keep going.
And there is more. Next, I will share an event that occurred before my mother’s death, the winter before she was killed, an experience she discussed with my aunt and me, concerns she shared, fears she expressed, and what she believed about it.
The pattern did not begin in August 2018. It began much earlier.
And Mom knew it.