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Nancy forced herself to calm down. She needed an escape plan, but she had nothing, so she decided that her best chance was to keep him talking until she came up with something. "What about my friends? Bess and Joe? Sam? Where are they?" she finally asked. Did she want to know?

"Mmm." Daniel said noncommittally.

"What happened to them?" Nancy asked again, growing pale.

Daniel checked his watch. "They're probably swimming in Lake Michigan by now." he said matter-of-factly.

"No." Nancy moaned softly. That was criminal talk for saying they were drowning someone. She felt her stomach turn to ice. Bess and Joe? Drowned? She tried to breathe deeply, but she felt a tear roll down her cheek.

"Yes." Daniel said triumphantly. In one sudden movement, he swooped down and lapped the salty tear off Nancy's face. "I've wanted to do that for so long…"

Her eyes widened as she choked back a gasp. He was crazy! Who knew what he was going to do? She shuddered as she looked at him. He'd wanted to taste her tears? She tried to stop crying, but tears streamed down her face of their own accord. Daniel leaned in again to lick her tearstreaked face, and she shut her eyes tightly, repulsed.

"Now!" Joe shouted. His muscles strained to lower the unconscious bomb squad technician onto the dirt road below, being careful of the tires. Bess had him around the waist, keeping him from tumbling from the truck. Letting go of the man's body, he heard it hit the ground with a soft thud. Bess yanked Joe back into the truck. "He'll be okay," Joe said. "Provided no one runs him over."

"What kind of monster would run over a human?" Bess asked rhetorically.

Joe gave her a look. "The kind that would stalk a girl, chloroform her friends, and take them to an unknown location to dispose of them?"

Bess scowled at him. "Yeah. Okay."

Joe frowned. "We're slowing down. Hurry, you next." They had already lowered the other officers out onto the road. "Look, when you get out, be careful to stay down. Hopefully they won't notice you in the mirror. Go back to the others and get the others off the road, just in case the truck goes back to look for them, okay?"

Bess nodded, looking terrified. She didn't want to jump from a moving truck!

Joe understood how she was feeling. "Just remember to keep your arms in, cover your face, avoid the tires, and roll, and you'll be just fine."

Bess nodded breathlessly. "Arms in, face covered, no tires, roll. Got it."

"Go!" Joe said.

Bess did as Joe said, covering her face with her hands, keeping her elbows in, and jumping far enough out to clear the tires. Joe heard her grunt as she hit the ground and rolled to the side. She stood up, brushed herself off, and waved to Joe to jump.

Joe nodded, but before he could jump, the truck hit a bump, knocking him off-balance. He was thrown backward into the truck. Bess shouted something, but he couldn't hear over the roar of the truck. Suddenly, he heard the shutter on the back of the truck come unlatched and he watched helplessly as it slammed down, closing out the light and trapping Joe inside!

A/N: Okay, super-short chapter. Sorry, but a short chapter is better than no chapter, right? Please review! I'll try to get more up soon.