The next day, Adams quit his job and bought a plane ticket to Germany, immediately changed his mind and got a refund on the ticket, then showed up at a friend's house insisting that someone wanted to kill him. He begged his friend to smuggle him into America. When she refused, Adams got a rental car and tried again to cross the border. This time, he got through, and once he was in Seattle, he bought a plane ticket to Washington, D.C., then drove to Knoxville, TN.
This is less a sightseeing route and more like the path of a man who is desperately trying to lose something that he thinks is chasing him. Maybe he was paranoid? That's all we've really got so far, right?
Wait, It Gets Worse:
Once in Tennessee, witnesses reported that Adams entered a gas station and complained that his car wouldn't start. The attendant investigated and found that Adams had the wrong keys, even though he'd obviously managed to drive that car to the gas station somehow. He then hitchhiked to a hotel, paid for a room ... but never went to it. After handing over the money, he immediately left the hotel and never came back.
The most sus**cious hotel behavior outside of getting charged seven bucks for a mini-fridge Toblerone.
Hours later, his dead body was found in a parking lot half a mile from the hotel. His pants had been removed (forcibly, it looked like) and the cause of death was found to be a single apocalyptic punch to the stomach, so powerful that it ruptured his internal f**king organs.