My mental attitude was in pretty good shape. In all the time I had been on the run, I had never had any alarming events that made me fear for my security. But I could never let my guard down completely. One day I walked out of my apartment building and saw a Jeep Cherokee parked across the street. What caught my attention was that there were almost no cars parked on the street at that hour, yet this one was stopped at a place that wasn’t convenient to any house or apartment building entrance. And there was a man sitting in it. As a kind of challenge, I stared straight at him. We made eye contact briefly and then he glanced away, showing no interest. It made sense to be cautious but I decided I was being a little paranoid, and continued on my way.