You’re some special kind of hostage, that’s for sure. Maybe, well, do you think my purpose in life is to give myself up to the police? Do you think God wants me to spend the...

There was a small child in the back seat in a car seat,

a very intelligent, articulate man.

The little boy was trembling uncontrollably, … His little legs were shaking so badly as to appear exaggerated. Yet, he was so scared that he was too scared to cry.

That’s great. I’ve had nothing but Skittles and human blood all day.

I thought Jesus talked better than that.

You’re a lifesaver; I haven’t had any real good crank since I went to jail.

Just shut up. Just shut up. I gotta figure a way out here.

I never looked at it that way. OK, so I’ll give myself up, but first we’d better get this place cleaned up. God, look at the mess I’ve made. I think we need to vacuum...

Of course. Is that a stain on the rug? I’ll get it. It’s my life, and that’s my purpose, that stain. Imagine.

There’s a fairly strong chance the vehicle made it out of the Maroon Creek area before we started looking for it.

It wasn’t really a surprise because there had been an incident a couple days ago.