I was casually scrolling through the article when a photo of the suspect stopped me dead in my tracks.Suddenly, those headlines didn't seem like things that happen to other people. We have been friends on Facebook for almost three years.She sends a daily crime digest to my inbox, along with harried commentary. " I usually skim through the messages and shrug them off.
A few weeks after our Facebook connection, he sent over the first invite to chat, which made me slightly uncomfortable.
It was not that the content raised a red flag per se, but more the timing and robotic quality of these chats: They would always pop up late at night, with a mention of my full name followed by a "Hi." The one time I wrote back, there was no response.