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Police in Topeka had the description Espey sent out via teletype and were combing the region for a “red, dirty car with an H on the hood.”

Lisa Montgomery worked her way through busy downtown Topeka, weaving in and out of traffic. By this point, anyone with a television set or radio knew what had happened in Skidmore. A woman with a newborn, a baby possibly bloodied and hurt, likely purplish in color, would stand out. Yet beyond escaping capture, Lisa soon had to face her husband and explain how she’d given birth to their child without letting him know she’d even gone into labor. Certainly he’d have questions.

While driving through a seedy section of town, filled with dingy bars, Laundromats, and check-cashing stores, Lisa drove past the Birth and Women’s Center on SW Sixth Avenue and slowed her car. She saw the Birth and Women’s Center sign written in white paint on the blue tarp overhanging the doorway. Directly across the street was a Long John Silver’s fast-food restaurant.

Although Sixth Avenue was a busy thoroughfare, with people departing work and heading home, Long John Silver’s appeared empty.

She could pull into the parking lot and, using her cell phone, call home.