Complaint Review: Satere Karenhatase

I met Satere through a friend of mine, Norma Ahuyda (a business contact of his) when living in Calabasas, California. He claimed to be selling a very high-end diamond and would get a sizable commission for it. At first, he was very charming and engaging. He complimented me often and stoked my self-confidence since I was vulnerable after a horrible break-up and failed engagement.

He would call me multiple times a day and even visited me in California. When he arrived, he said his credit card had been stolen, so he had no money, so I paid for everything for the five days he was there. I didn't think much of it, because things like that happen. 

Satere drove a wedge between the friend I was living with, and I found myself without a home when he said I could move in with him in upstate New York. Having lived in Manhattan for most of my life, I was anxious to get back to the east coast, so we drove across the country back to NY. During that trip, I paid for everything, including food, hotels and gas. I was starting to have my suspicions then, but I was already in pretty deep at that time, and I needed a roof over my head. He really elaborated on how beautiful his home was, so I was hopeful.

When we arrived in NY, his two-bedroom home was a disgrace; the second bedroom was the size of closet. It was hardly furnished and had no heat at the time. He stored his clothes in cardboard boxes. He said he wanted to buy a house and even went as far as employing a real estate agent who took us on tours of multi-million dollar homes. I stayed there for two months with him and my two dogs (whom he verbally abused) until we got evicted. He said the house cost $1,000 a month, and I paid that rent to him; he wouldn't let me give it directly to the landlord who lived across the street. Why? Because he took that two grand and spent it other than paying the rent, which was only $500. I found this out when the eviction notice was placed on the door. I was furious at him, and he became enraged when I told him that I was on to his rent fraud. 

Nevertheless, I knew I had to make other plans; however, he wanted to move to Montreal, and I needed a few weeks to come up with a plan for myself and my pets. I found an apartment in Montreal and paid the rent myself. After a few weeks, he came home from a "business trip," which was most likely a ploy to set up another unsuspecting female, and he was on some sort of drug. He threatened me with a large chef's knife, and I called the cops who sided with him. I packed my stuff up immediately and left. That was the last time I saw the man, but before I left, he stole two Movado watches from me worth $3K.

During the brief time we were together, he insisted I buy him a new cell phone, and I did. He racked up over $4K in charges due to using it as an international hot-spot for his computer. In 2010, it was costly to do that. I ended up having to negotiate with AT&T and pay the bill myself.

While I was with him in NY, all my things were in storage (a unit for which he said he paid for but never did), and when I went to retrieve them, he had changed the locks on the unit, and I had to pay the back charges. I stayed with a friend for a few days while moving my things. Satere stalked me and my friend at my friend's home. He stood across the street, staring at the house for hours and then circled the house at night. He also stalked my elderly mother in Pennsylvania. To say this man is disturbed is an understatement. 

Bottom line, don't get personally or professionally involved with Satere/Scott at all or listen to anyone who speaks highly of him. His importance in life is all manufactured in his sick head. Once he realizes that you're on to him, he will verbally abuse you until you feel so badly about yourself that you don't have the confidence to leave. Also, his daughter lives in Montreal, and he uses her to establish credibility as a loving grandfather. Don't believe it; she's probably in on his scams. I'm not surprised he's been arrested. What does surprise me -- due to the fact I feared for my life -- is that he hasn't killed one of his innocent female targets yet. If this man enters your life in any way, shape, or form, run the opposite direction immediately and call the police.