She donned one of her nicer dresses, carefully at- tended to her hair, and gave her makeup a few final touches. She didn't believe in going out, even on a shopping tour, looking like a slob, whether or not she was one.
She didn't think of the possibility that Danny might be lurking outside when she left the house, and she didn't check the back seat of her car to see if he was hiding there. It simply didn't occur to her. They had progressed beyond the stalking phase; she had done his bidding utterly; but she was entitled to some independence, too. She took this for granted without thinking about it. She didn't want to think of Danny at all.
Driving to the shopping center, she didn't bother to check her rear-view mirror. She parked in the center of a mass of cars and headed for the central
