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The quilt flapped her face.

Clear of the bed, she squirmed and tried to kick her feet free of
the man's grip. He clamped her ankles against his hips. He smiled
as if he enjoyed watching her struggle.

Finally, exhausted, she lay still and panted for breath.

The man kept smiling. He kept her feet pinned to his sides. His
head moved as he inspected her with wide, glassy eyes.

Rhonda pressed a hand between her legs. She crossed an arm over
her breasts.

The man laughed softly.

He said, 'No need of modesty, Rhonda.'

He knows my name!

'Who are you?' she gasped.

'I've been watching you. You're very beautiful.'

'Leave me alone.' Her voice sounded whiny, scared. She didn't
care. 'Please,' she said.

'Don't worry. I won't hurt you. Just don't cause any trouble and
do exactly what I say, and you'll be fine.'

Rhonda started to cry.

The man kept smiling.

'Okay,' she finally said through her sobs. 'I'll . . .just don't. . .
hurt me. Promise?'

'Cross my heart and hope to die.'

Rhonda's body was found three days later and far from home.

Chapter Two


Saturday June 21


The jangle of the telephone forced its way into Rick's dream and
woke him up. Moaning, he rolled onto his side. The lighted dial of