Chapter 7Julie crouched under the dashboard of the Toyota, trembling. Earlier, she had tried to signal a pedestrian on a street corner. The creep driving had brought out a revolver from somewhere and slammed the butt down on her head. “You little f**k!” he had screamed. “You’re just like all the rest…ungrateful little sleazes.” He had pushed her off the seat, forcing her down into an almost fetal position on the floor. He had whispered, “Ruined my life.”
Now, the gun rested between the guy’s legs, pointing upward, ready to use. All Julie could think of was Nana, and how much she missed her. How much she just wanted to go home. She chewed her fingernail.
This man was crazy.
Was he going to rape her? Was he going to kill her? Furiously, Julie began whispering, “Please God, save me. Please
