I wonder if he was in Atlanta the night of Friday, September 8, 2017, or if he was displaced by Irma, because many people came to Atlanta after the hurricane temporarily. I ended up in a fake Uber about 2am leaving the area of the Braves game where there is heavy Uber activity. When I saw his hair, cheekbones and beard, it reminded me of the driver. There was a guy sitting in the back that offered to "share his ride". That was part of the con to make it look like an Uber. So I popped in the back and told the driver I was going to the Hampton Inn at the intersection. But then instead of stopping at my hotel they turned the corner and hopped onto I-285 East with me.
It may not be the same guy, but the general setting is similar (although it would seem that anyone pulling that stunt would choose similar settings).
But also, my abduction was "interesting" in that it seemed they had thought some parts out and had a game plan, but in other ways it seemed somewhat amateurish.
Once I realized what was happening, I started going off on them in my most authoritative voice that they "BETTER STOP THIS %#&@ CAR RIGHT NOW!!!" And they both absolutely just ignored me. Neither one seemed surprised that I was flipping out, and neither one said a single word nor even looked in my direction. It was like they had anticipated that whoever they took was going to start freaking out, and they agreed that they would just ignore her so as not to escalate it further, or perhaps hope she runs out of steam and become weepy and compliant? I can't say what the expectation was but the fact that neither one said a word and sat there like I wasn't even in the car even though I was shouting at the top of my lungs...seemed planned.
What I think they didn't plan for was abducting a former police officer. After about a minute and a half of having my demands completely ignored, I jacked the guy up that was sitting next to me in the back seat into a chicken wing and pinned him against his door. At that point, I finally got a verbal response from him: "YOU'RE BEING A *****!!!!" But it was even the way he said it, like a 16-year-old "shout-whining" at his mom for not letting him go to the party on a Friday night! Like I had spoiled his big plans for the evening! That really struck me, even in the moment. It was so absurd then, and despite the trauma I still experience, it's still so absurd to me now that it's actually laughable.
Anyway, at this point, the driver, who never did say a word start-to-finish, must have become aware that things were spiraling out of control in the back and he pulled off the next exit and I jumped out of the car and ran to a nearby Waffle House. I don't think I'd ever been so happy to see a Waffle House in my whole life.
Point is, there were no child locks on, and there was no weapon presented to subdue me (thank God!). IF (and this is a big "if") this is the same guy, maybe he learned from his experience with me and (God forbid) with others, and started using child locks. And as someone suggested that Samantha may have been shot, started trying to subdue with a gun and she fought and he shot her. But clearly doesn't quite know how to clean up after that, despite his effort with the bleach bottle. Still seems a bit amateurish overall. Over a year and a half from my experience, I can see the "clowns" I dealt with upping their game a little bit but still not quite being professionals yet.
While I may have done my best to appear brave to them, I was terrified and fairly confident that I was going to end up in a dumpster before sunrise. I'm glad that I didn't end up as another thread on this site. But I'm haunted by what happened to Samantha because I know what that mind-bending desperate fear feels like when it washes over you the moment you realize you're being abducted, and I'm devastated that she couldn't escape.