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Complaint Review: Brandon Frimerman - Richmond Hill Ontario
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Brandon Frimerman
28 Bush Ridges Ave Richmond Hill, L4E0P1 Ontario, Canada
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Brandon Frimerman Daniel David Debeer, Sally Frimerman, Mandy Frimerman Scam Artist, Wire Fraud, Facebook Marketplace Richmond Hill Ontario
When I listed my Rolex watch on Facebook Marketplace, I expected the usual back-and-forth with buyers, some haggling, maybe a lowball offer or two. Instead, I found myself ensnared in a meticulously crafted web of deceit.
Daniel Debeer was the first to reach out, posing as a professional watch dealer. His tone was calm, convincing, the words of someone who knew exactly what he was doing. Daniel wasn’t just anyone – he’d done his research. He came with his own driver’s license as proof, so I shared mine in good faith, reassured by what appeared to be a mutually professional exchange. He was charismatic, talking about his travels, his high-end clients, and that’s when he introduced his “client” in New York. This client was preparing for his wedding, Daniel explained, and was in the market for a Rolex. Timing, he insisted, was everything.
Daniel suggested wiring me the payment, with an “extra bit” thrown in for my trouble. All I had to do was meet his client, Brandon Frimerman, and drop off the watch. I was wary, but Daniel sent me screenshots of wire receipts, and even called from a number that, disturbingly, matched my own bank’s branch line. On the other end was a smooth-talking “teller” who assured me that the money was in transit, that I’d have it by the close of business on Monday. With a final nudge from the caller, Daniel's deal sounded safe and logical. I agreed.
On Sunday morning, I met Brandon Frimerman at Starbucks Longos in Aurora, but the moment felt surreal. He was quiet, a shadowy figure dressed in shades of grey, a forced smile as he took the watch with words of gratitude for his “upcoming wedding.” I felt a chill as he walked away, but shrugged it off, reminding myself that the payment would arrive by Monday.
But Monday came and went, and the transfer never arrived. Every call, every text to Daniel DeBeer and Brandon Frimerman went unanswered. An abyss of silence replaced the cordial exchange that had once lulled me into compliance. The realization hit hard: I’d been deceived. And not just deceived, but caught in the gears of a dark, twisted machine.
Desperate, I tracked down Brandon’s mother, Sally Frimerman. I hoped to reason with her, appeal to any sliver of decency. But when I explained the situation, Sally’s response was ice-cold and unsettling. She claimed she had no son by the name of Brandon Frimerman. I pressed further, mentioning that I knew her daughter, Mandy Frimerman. Her response shifted then, subtly yet sharply. “I don’t speak to my son,” she snapped, her tone chillingly indifferent, as if he was a stain on her past she refused to acknowledge.
Undeterred, I reached out to Mandy Frimerman, clinging to hope that she would help. But Mandy Frimerman reply echoed the same chilling indifference, as though she’d rehearsed it: “Why are you messaging me?” It was a cold dismissal, devoid of empathy, as if the very heart of this family had turned to stone.
It’s hard to describe the creeping sense of horror that follows such encounters. These weren’t just people avoiding responsibility; it felt as though they were all part of the same orchestrated scheme, each with a role to play, each trained to manipulate and discard. The Frimermans weren’t mere bystanders. They were willing participants in an elaborate ruse, a family bound by secrets and deception.
Now, as the days turn into sleepless nights, I wonder: Who else have they done this to? How many others have fallen prey to their lies, left with nothing but silence and shadows?
