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It wasn’t hard to find the woman’s car, nor was it that difficult to get it back up and running. He couldn’t imagine her driving this thing in the city, but he checked the glove box to find the rental documents. He found out where this woman lived and her name, Jenna. He drove the car by the barn again; he still heard Jenna pounding on the pod and screaming. He knew that no one would hear her. The rest of the family probably wouldn’t notice that Daryl was missing until dinner, and he’d be long gone by that time. This seemed like a very good plan.