"Fool! The thought flashed through his brain like a bolt of lightning as he watched her head connect with the toppled chair. Six years you’ve been here, and someone finally sees you….speaks to you…and now you’ve gone and killed her! And you complain about loneliness?? In a single move, he used his makeshift rope ladder to swing down through the opening. I must hide the body…Basement is too far…someone could walk by the window as I’m dragging her…far too risky … He realized his only option would be the attic, at least until the night. As he scooped her up, a groan escaped her lips, relieving some of his fears. Very well…she’s not dead. Now what? He knew of the meeting of course, and her purpose for being here. He had no idea she would claim to know who he was, let alone how. She mustn’t get away before I figure it out… Knowing how lost in his thoughts he would get as he continued his work, he took the time to secure her wrists and legs for the time being. She's lying…She has to be. No one can know who I am….No one." -- Amazon.com