I Am the Central Park Jogger
A Story of Hope and Possibility
Chapter One
"Wilding"
At 5 P.M. on the day of the assault, I turned
down a dinner invitation from a friend because I
had too much work to do at the office. This was
not unusual. At age twenty-eight, I was on the
fast track at Salomon Brothers, one of the
top-tier investment banks on Wall Street, and
often worked late; it was one way to stay on the
track.
Before I left the office, Pat Garrett, a
colleague of mine who worked in the adjoining
cubicle, asked my advice about a new stereo
system. Three months earlier I had moved into a
building on East 83rd Street and had bought a
hi-fi that I had described to Pat as ideal for a
smallish New York apartment.
"Why not come over and take a look at it?" I
suggested.
"Sure," he said, delighted. We had become good
friends at Salomon, though our romantic
attachments lay elsewhere.
"Come around ten. That'll give me time to go for
a run before you get there."
There was no chance I'd forgo the run. I was
obsessed with exercise and had run marathons in
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