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He even sent a letter to a detective overseeing Ruth's case, accusing him of protecting a, quote, whore from death. In an effort to generate more leads, the detective appeared on a live radio talk show and described Ruth's ordeal in detail. During the broadcast, Ruth listened closely to each incoming call to the radio station, but none of the callers sounded like her stalker.

He even sent a letter to a detective overseeing Ruth's case, accusing him of protecting a, quote, whore from death. In an effort to generate more leads, the detective appeared on a live radio talk show and described Ruth's ordeal in detail. During the broadcast, Ruth listened closely to each incoming call to the radio station, but none of the callers sounded like her stalker.

He even sent a letter to a detective overseeing Ruth's case, accusing him of protecting a, quote, whore from death. In an effort to generate more leads, the detective appeared on a live radio talk show and described Ruth's ordeal in detail. During the broadcast, Ruth listened closely to each incoming call to the radio station, but none of the callers sounded like her stalker.

Each night, while Ruth slept, Ed kept watch over the house, hiding in the bushes armed with a 12-gauge shotgun and a revolver. The Finleys continued to receive letters sporadically into 1979, sometimes as many as two at a time. They tried to maintain a sense of normalcy in their lives, even preparing for their annual trip to a ranch resort in western Colorado.

Each night, while Ruth slept, Ed kept watch over the house, hiding in the bushes armed with a 12-gauge shotgun and a revolver. The Finleys continued to receive letters sporadically into 1979, sometimes as many as two at a time. They tried to maintain a sense of normalcy in their lives, even preparing for their annual trip to a ranch resort in western Colorado.

Each night, while Ruth slept, Ed kept watch over the house, hiding in the bushes armed with a 12-gauge shotgun and a revolver. The Finleys continued to receive letters sporadically into 1979, sometimes as many as two at a time. They tried to maintain a sense of normalcy in their lives, even preparing for their annual trip to a ranch resort in western Colorado.

On Monday August 13, while Ruth was packing for the trip, she realised she needed a new pair of jeans. Putting her fears aside, she drove to Town East Mall and bought what she needed. By the time she finished shopping it was late and the sun was setting. As she walked back to her car, Ruth was struck by the unsettling sensation that someone was following her.

On Monday August 13, while Ruth was packing for the trip, she realised she needed a new pair of jeans. Putting her fears aside, she drove to Town East Mall and bought what she needed. By the time she finished shopping it was late and the sun was setting. As she walked back to her car, Ruth was struck by the unsettling sensation that someone was following her.

On Monday August 13, while Ruth was packing for the trip, she realised she needed a new pair of jeans. Putting her fears aside, she drove to Town East Mall and bought what she needed. By the time she finished shopping it was late and the sun was setting. As she walked back to her car, Ruth was struck by the unsettling sensation that someone was following her.

However, each time she turned around, the parking lot seemed deserted with no one in sight. Nervous, Ruth hurried toward her car when a familiar voice called out, ''Hey Ruth, I didn't know you were going to make this so easy.'' Ruth broke into a sprint. She reached her car and jammed a key into the door, but it wouldn't open. She had used the wrong key.

However, each time she turned around, the parking lot seemed deserted with no one in sight. Nervous, Ruth hurried toward her car when a familiar voice called out, ''Hey Ruth, I didn't know you were going to make this so easy.'' Ruth broke into a sprint. She reached her car and jammed a key into the door, but it wouldn't open. She had used the wrong key.

However, each time she turned around, the parking lot seemed deserted with no one in sight. Nervous, Ruth hurried toward her car when a familiar voice called out, ''Hey Ruth, I didn't know you were going to make this so easy.'' Ruth broke into a sprint. She reached her car and jammed a key into the door, but it wouldn't open. She had used the wrong key.

A gloved hand appeared from behind her and grabbed her wrist. It was the same man who had abducted her the year before. He pushed Ruth's head against the car and ordered her to get in, tossing a brown paper shopping bag through the partially open rear window. We'll go to a nice little place where it says, keep out, he said.

A gloved hand appeared from behind her and grabbed her wrist. It was the same man who had abducted her the year before. He pushed Ruth's head against the car and ordered her to get in, tossing a brown paper shopping bag through the partially open rear window. We'll go to a nice little place where it says, keep out, he said.

A gloved hand appeared from behind her and grabbed her wrist. It was the same man who had abducted her the year before. He pushed Ruth's head against the car and ordered her to get in, tossing a brown paper shopping bag through the partially open rear window. We'll go to a nice little place where it says, keep out, he said.

Ruth pushed the man away and tried to run, but within seconds, he pulled an 8-inch boning knife from his pocket and stabbed her twice in the back and once in the side. Fueled by adrenaline and desperation, Ruth scrambled into her car. The man reached through the open driver's side window, but she managed to wind it up quickly, trapping his hand for a moment before he withdrew.

Ruth pushed the man away and tried to run, but within seconds, he pulled an 8-inch boning knife from his pocket and stabbed her twice in the back and once in the side. Fueled by adrenaline and desperation, Ruth scrambled into her car. The man reached through the open driver's side window, but she managed to wind it up quickly, trapping his hand for a moment before he withdrew.

Ruth pushed the man away and tried to run, but within seconds, he pulled an 8-inch boning knife from his pocket and stabbed her twice in the back and once in the side. Fueled by adrenaline and desperation, Ruth scrambled into her car. The man reached through the open driver's side window, but she managed to wind it up quickly, trapping his hand for a moment before he withdrew.

Ruth started the engine and sped off, the boning knife still lodged in her side. Blood soaked into the car seat as she fought back tears, her body racked with pain. She pulled into a gas station and called the police from a payphone. They urged her to stay put, but terrified that the man might be following her, Ruth got back into her car and drove home.

Ruth started the engine and sped off, the boning knife still lodged in her side. Blood soaked into the car seat as she fought back tears, her body racked with pain. She pulled into a gas station and called the police from a payphone. They urged her to stay put, but terrified that the man might be following her, Ruth got back into her car and drove home.