A cold winter wind, howled across the unlit stretch of the M4 motorway outside Swindon,

as a patrol car pulled up behind a yellow Citron 2 CV. With the key still in the ignition, its hazard lights on, but no driver inside.

Having been neatly parked with a handbrake up, police surmised that with a dent to the rear

offside following a minor collision, the owner had been driven to the nearest phone box.

In truth, though, Sarah was alive, but in fear for her life.

Curled up in the cramped footwheel of the passenger seat,

39-year-old Sarah, a widowed mother of three, who was three months pregnant,

lay silently and still.

As her powerfully built abductor, sped her from where she was safe to somewhere unknown.

As the stolen Audi GT roared into the night.

Having been threatened with a knife, handcuffed with her hands behind her back, her legs

having gone numb, and his huge fists having made a mess of her face and rendered her dazed. She knew she didn't stand a chance if she ran, and even though she didn't know where she was,

if she did, she'd be dead.

As far as she knew, she was still on the M4 heading east, but unable to see her watch or to judge her distance. All that she knew was that she'd been kidnapped by a very violent man, and she was terrified.

Sarah had been chosen at random, simply because she was driving alone on an isolated road,

with no one nearby to protect her from a serial

rapist and assumed to be murderer.

And yet there was one woman who knew every detail of his crimes and could have ended his

sadistic spree of terror in a single word.

Only she didn't.

During the trial, when word lead to the press about what she knew,

the Sunday people branded a shameless Sharon,

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