Of Rats and Men_(3)
In his dark gray van, the man followed the teenage girl through the nearly abandoned streets. It was a quiet, starless night; he could just barely glimpse the girl as she walked underneath the dim streetlights and through the silvery moonlight emitted by the glowing orb far, far above. Up ahead, the girl stopped at an intersection, waiting for the few cars to cross, and the man had a chance to look her over once again. She was young, perhaps eighteen years old, with a slender, gently curving body, sky blue eyes, and long blonde hair that he could discern even from this distance. Then, the lights flashed green, and she continued away from the sparse traffic, closer to him. After a few blocks, she turned into an alleyway. The man decided that this was …