Damn it, I should have read those directions more carefully. What if he's wrong and this is his way of tricking me? I glance back to his bright blue eyes and even in the dark they shine. He's so big he takes up most of the backseat, and there would have been no way for me to fight him off.
The GPS beeps at me and I ignore it. I've been doing this long enough that I know the best roads to take and where to get the quickest. I'm always a nervous wreck picking up guys this time of night and I never know if a serial killer is going to get in.
Patterson doesn't look the type, though, but how would I really know? I just remember Ted Bundy was a fox back in the day and nobody suspected him. Patterson has dark wavy hair and a five o'clock shadow, but it makes sense because it's the middle of the
