After being on the road for a few hours she started to get hungry and noticed it was twelve forty five so decided to stop for lunch. She drove another fifteen minutes before she noticed a rest stop. Driving into the parking area she reached down to retrieve her thermo lunch bag just as the car from Point Arena drove by and parked a few spaces down.
She opened the bag and talking to herself she declared, “I will never be able to eat all of this?” Oh Aunt Sharla you are so special, she thought.
After eating all she could, she went to the restroom and as she was coming back to her car a man came up behind her and shoved a gun in her back demanding, “Keep walking and keep your mouth shut and you just might live. You understand?”
Too terrified to speak she just nodded.
The gunman shoved her forward and she tripped and fell to the ground. He reached down and pulled her up by her hair and said, “Another stunt like that and I’ll shoot you right here.”
She started forward on wobbly legs and saw a man out of the corner of her eye crouching behind the car on the passenger side of her car and a glimmer of hope sprung up in her heart as she kept walking closer to the driver side of her car.
They arrived at her car and the gunman demanded, “Open your car and unlock all the doors.” She unlocked her car then pushed the unlock button on the door and stood still waiting for his instructions while watching the man slowly creep closer to the back of her car.
He pushed her demanding, “Now get in and don’t look around. I’ll be in the back seat with my gun pointing at your back. If you want to continue to live no funny stuff, got it?”
She nodded and started to get into the car just as the man crouching behind her car sprung up and tackled the gunman. A shot rang out and she almost fainted as she fell to the ground for cover and rolled under the SUV parked next to the driver side of her car.
Afraid to breathe, let alone move, she stayed under the SUV. She heard what sounded like scuffling and a lot of shouting and grunting noises. Slowly the noise seemed farther and farther away then stopped.
From under the SUV she could see people’s feet. Wondering what was going on and where the man with the gun was, she tried not to breathe very loud and certainly didn’t move a muscle afraid that someone might hear her and then the gunman would pull her out from her hiding place.
It looked like people were walking around the SUV and her car.