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Name: Carol DaRonch, 18 years-old.
Attacked: Nov 8, 1974, Salk Lake City, Utah.

It was a rainy day when 18 yr old Carol DaRonch left home around 6:30 pm and headed towards a Murray shopping mall. She was a very striking girl, with large doe eyes and long dark hair. She was living at home and working for the Mountain Bell Telephone Company. While at the mall, she ran into some cousins and visited with them for a while. Then she made a purchase and went off to Waldens Books. As she was looking through some books, a handsome, well dressed man approached her.

He asked if she'd parked near Sears, and she said yes. He asked for her license number and she gave it to him. He then told her that someone had tried to break into her car, and she needed to come take a look. Young and trusting, Carol DaRonch didn't even wonder how he'd found her. He had an authorititave air that made her assume he was a security guard or officer. She followed him quietly out of the building, but felt a sudden apprehension as they headed out into the rainy night. She asked him for some ID, and he only laughed, making her feel stupid for bothering.

They got to her car, and nothing was missing. He then told her she needed to come to the station to see if she knew the suspect. After much hesitation, she follwed him to a side building which he told her was a sub station. [it was the back door of a laundry mat]He said the suspect must have been taken to headquearters. He then co-erced her into going to "headquarters." It wasn't until they were in his Volkswagon that she smelled alcohol on his breath.

When he told her to put on her seatbelt, she said no, and was ready to jump, but he'd already driven off and was going very fast. She realized he was heading away from the police station. Suddenly he screeched to a halt and tried to handcuffed her, but in the struggle, connected both cuffs to the same wrist. As they struggled, he pulled out a small gun and threatened her with it. She fell out of the door into the sodden earth, and got up as he came at her with a crowbar.

He threw her up against the car, and in a sheer adreneline rush brought on by utter terror, Carol DaRonch broke free from her attacker and ran wildly to the road. An older couple came upon her just in time and took the terrified girl to the police station. She was their first living, breathing victim.


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Ted Bundy

By Devin Mclaughlin