Before he left, Kyle stopped at the door.
“For what I’m worth, I’m glad you got rid of me. You deserved better.”
Then he left without looking back.
PART 3 — THE WOMAN WHO LEFT
Four months later, I was in court, dressed in a navy blue jacket, and I told a jury what Kyle and his brothers had done.
Brad and Chase sat at the defense table without cameras, laughter or confidence. Her latest victim, Jessica, had suffered a severe panic attack after she was locked in an office building to record one of her videos.
The prosecution used my testimony to show that his behavior was not a bad decision isolated, but a pattern of conduct.
I described the heat of the desert, the empty road and the terror of realizing that I had no money, identification or reliable way to ask for help. I explained the little humiliations I had suffered before and the damage done when people who said to love me used fear repeatedly as entertainment.
