After working a long third shift at a local manufacturing company, Ron Parker walked the paved path through Santa Cruz River Park. He lived nearby and often unwound after getting home by taking an early-morning walk. The fact that his doctor wanted him to lose 20 pounds helped his motivation each day.
Occasionally he’d see someone jogging, but that was uncommon. As for Ron, running held no interest. Walking was all the exercise his doctor would get from him.
This morning, he reached the point where the path made a sharp bend to the south. This is where he usually turned around to head home, and he noticed someone approaching. It was a male in his early to mid-twenties. He had on a dingy green baseball cap without wording and was looking at the ground.
The guy seemed to be ignoring Ron,
