Jill was shaking as she huddled up in her seat, the cool, busted leather pressed against the skin on the back of her neck, sending a chill down her spine.
'Where did he go? Why did he leave me alone? I can't do this. I can't do this again. I don't want to go back. I don't want to go into the dark again. I don't. I don't. I don't. I don't. I don't. I don't. I don't. I don't. I don't....'
The thoughts in Jill's head raced as the two men approached the van. The heavy set police officer came to the window and tapped on it.
"Open up. It's alright. We were following a lead and we need to ask you about the man you were with," came the way too sweet sounding voice from the man. He acted like he was talking to a small child or a frightened animal.
