Twilight was turning to darkness when 17-year-old Nicole* stepped off the bus and started walking towards her home in Brisbane. It was the same route she took every day. She didn't notice the stranger watching her - hadn't seen him on the other days either - so she was blindsided when she felt his hot breath on her neck as he seized her and forced her into the boot of his car. He drove, and drove. She gathered her wits. Fought back. Screamed. Kicked out the tail light of his car. Then he stopped, opened the boot, said something - she doesn't recall what. She noticed a thick roll of packaging tape in his hand. "Are you going to tie me up with that?" she said. "Please don't." There was something about her manner which softened his resolve. He invited her to sit in the front seat, placing the packaging tape on the seat between them. He started to drive again. Nicole spotted a knife in the centre console. "Are you going to kill me?" "Nope."
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