On the day she set out from Eugene, Carol made good time, catching rides that took her pretty far along her way.  By afternoon, she had gotten 350 miles, to the town of Red Bluff.  She had less then one hundred miles to go.  She tried to evaluate each person who stopped to make sure they seemed safe, and had even turned down two potential rides when she did not feel right about them, so when a blue Dodge Colt stopped on the road with a man, woman and baby inside,