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Donna
West
felt
exhausted
after
her
eleven
-
to
-
seven
shift
at
the
university
psychaitric
hospital
.
She
had
told
her
fiance
she
would
call
him
from
the
hospital
to
meet
him
for
breakfast
,
but
she
’
d
worked
late
this
morning
after
a
terrible
night
,
and
all
she
wanted
was
to
get
out
of
there
.
She
’
d
call
Sidney
when
she
got
back
to
her
apartment
.
As
she
walked
toward
the
parking
lot
,
a
friend
passed
,
waved
and
shouted
hello
.
Donna
headed
for
her
car
,
always
carefully
parked
in
the
first
row
facing
Upham
Hall
.
"
Hey
,
wait
a
minute
!
"
someone
yelled
.
She
looked
up
to
see
a
young
man
in
jeans
and
a
wind
-
breaker
waving
to
her
from
the
other
side
of
the
lot
.
Handsome
,
she
thought
,
like
some
actor
whose
name
she
couldn
’
t
recall
.
He
wore
brown
-
tinted
sunglasses
.
She
waited
as
he
came
over
and
asked
directions
to
the
main
parking
lot
.
"
Listen
,
it
’
shard
to
explain
,
"
Donna
said
.
"
I
’
m
going
around
that
way
.
Why
don
’
t
you
get
in
and
I
’
ll
drive
you
around
?
"
He
sat
on
the
passengers
side
.
While
Donna
was
backing
the
car
out
,
he
pulled
a
gun
from
inside
his
jacket
.
"
Just
drive
,
"
he
said
.
"
You
’
re
gonna
help
me
out
.
"
Seconds
later
,
he
added
,
"
If
you
do
what
I
say
,
you
’
re
not
gonna
get
hurt
,
but
believe
me
,
I
’
m
willing
to
kill
.
"
This
is
it
,
Donna
thought
.
I
’
m
going
to
die
.
She
felt
her
face
bum
,
her
blood
vessels
constrict
,
sick
deep
down
.
Oh
Christ
,
why
hadn
’
t
she
called
Sidney
before
she
left
?
Well
,
at
least
he
knew
she
was
supposed
to
call
him
.
Maybe
he
’
d
notify
the
police
.
Her
abductor
reached
behind
the
seat
and
picked
up
her
purse
.
He
took
out
her
wallet
and
looked
at
her
drivers
license
.
"
Well
,
Donna
,
drive
to
Interstate
71
north
.
"
He
took
the
ten
dollars
out
of
her
wallet
.
She
had
the
impression
he
was
making
a
big
show
of
taking
it
,
conspicuously
folding
the
bills
and
slipping
them
into
his
shirt
pocket
.
Then
he
took
a
cigarette
out
of
her
pack
and
pushed
it
toward
her
lips
.
"
I
bet
you
want
a
smoke
,
"
he
said
,
and
lit
it
with
her
car
lighter
.
She
noticed
his
hands
had
some
kind
of
stain
all
over
them
and
under
the
fingernails
,
not
dirt
or
grime
or
oil
,
but
something
.
Ostentatiously
,
he
wiped
his
fingerprints
off
the
lighter
.
That
terrified
Donna
—
it
meant
he
was
probably
a
professional
with
a
police
record
.
He
noticed
her
startled
reaction
.
"
I
’
m
a
member
of
a
group
,
"
he
said
.
"
Some
of
us
are
involved
in
political
activites
.
