janet gomez: she was like, are you with kenia? and i said, no, i thought she was with you. somehow she disappeared. she was, like, are you with kenya? and i say u no, i thought she w with you. where was she? and clues on the surveillance tape and strange stories from a witness. and then another beauty. this one left for dead. she was unrecognizable. was evil stalking young women? both dark haired. both pretty girls. it was chillingly similar. a place that led to unheard of t places. and then finally, far from the city, the truth revealed on a quiet country road. he got out of the car. and let out this scream. and an act of courage from a woman who refused to be a victim. and i won. and i won. the woman barely alive. her jaw shattered in a dozen pieces. aaten once-beautiful face unrecognizable after the brutal beating, the rape, the fire, the fall, the massive, nearly-fatal stroke. someone thought she would be deadgh now. someone who fled into the night
Together? we likedfie music. we liked to watch csi together. we liked to pick on my little brother together. we liked to go shopping together and get the same outfits. but she was independent, too. after i high school she moved o to make it on heroo own. she always wanted to be something big. she always wanted to be a ceo or something. that was her goal in life, to be somebody. she came from having nothing to being somebody. and on one of her calendars, it says like,ca study, study, stud and then it says party on the last day. she was balancing her job.nc and she was balancing school. and she was balancing like her party life. but on the morning of april fool s day, 2011, nothing was balanced. something was wrong. her friend janet gomez, desperate to hear from kenya