PART 1: A Frightened Seven-Year-Old Girl Ran to the Outlaw Biker Whispering “He’s Following Me”
The rumble of the highway never quite faded, even this far off the exit ramp. Out on Interstate 40, just east of Flagstaff, Arizona, the desert wind whipped across the blacktop while big rigs thundered past. Tucked beside the road sat Rusty’s Roadhouse Diner—a weathered little stop with faded red vinyl booths, the smell of … Read more