Sarah breathed in sharply, hearing her friend talked about on the radio.  Mr. S Man, responsible for murdering and kidnapping?  She knew what had happened to her father...he had done it...but only because she had asked him too.   It was just as much her fault as it was his...wasn't it?  Mr. S Man wouldn't do something like that unless he was in danger, right?<br/><br/>Her new "substitutes" stared at the radio, worry briefly crossing faces that had been even and smiling the entire time they had been with her.  Then they shook their heads slightly and the smiles returned to their faces.  "Don't worry about any of that, hun." The woman said.  "Just some pranksters.  It's happened before."<br/><br/>Sarah didn't reply and returned to staring out the window.  How many times has he done it? She wondered.