I saw a picture of an ex colleague today and it reminded me of how I felt when I first met him.
There was something not quite right with his eyes, they felt unfeeling and like there was nothing behind them. He was training me at the time. Everyone warmed to him except me. I just felt this vibe coming off him in waves.
Over time and with promotions I worked my way up to his level and we spent a lot more time together. I was always on my guard around him, never wanted to say too much and felt like he was taking mental notes of everything I said.
One of the team that I managed came to me with some messages they'd received from him. We'd always wondered if there was something going on as we had four people convert to Islam within a few months. Real party goers (this was in a call centre so quite a rowdy crowd, lots of weekend millionaires) that claimed to have been saved. Fine, no issues but we had wondered what the link was. Two of the girls who had converted rushed in to marriage within weeks of converting.
Turns out my colleague was behind it all, and was radicalising a large section of the workforce. Preying on vulnerable team members and marrying them off to men who were known in the community to be abusive.
It wasn't until the girl I had managed had shown us his horrendous messages trying to persuade her that we were able to whistleblow on it.
But the reason people liked him was exactly what he was using to coerce the team. He was a heavy drug user (how hypocritical?) and would often give people he was trying to get close to weed or cocaine for free, get them extremely high and then talk about religion and slowly get in to their psyche.
We reported him to the police, as it was scary watching people change personality so quickly. Strangely, he left alone the people who were already Muslim, obviously realising he couldn't brainwash people who actually knew about the religion.
I'm glad I never got close to him. And glad I listened to my instincts.