We chatted a few more times online. Finally we again agreed to meet. This time it would be a Sunday morning. I was to jog my normal route. He would be parked at the Library, only a half mile from my home. He described his car. I was simply to open the passenger door and sit inside.
Clearly the stakes were higher. This would not be a public place. The library would be closed, and I would be entering a stranger's car. In retrospect it was foolish. Thinking back on it now, I realize I had been very lucky- he could have been some nut case.
It was summer and pretty warm despite the early hour. I was tense as I left the house, but determined I could do this. It was exciting.
Approaching the library, I could see the car parked in the distance. I could barely make out a shadow in the front seat
