Barefoot and wearing only a nightgown, Sally D’Angelo emerged into the rain-soaked backyard. She vaulted the neighbor’s fence, tore a ligament in her ankle upon landing, and crawled to the street where a passing patrol car found her at 12:34 AM. The perpetrators were apprehended six hours later after a high-speed chase on I-70. Marcus Vane, suffering from corneal abrasions (courtesy of the wasp spray), required hospital treatment before being booked.
Sally was in the den, grading papers. She later testified that she heard the sound of a "screen frame bending" but dismissed it as wind. By the time she stood up to investigate, Vane was already in the hallway. sally d%E2%80%99angelo in home invasion
She talked. She asked about their mothers. She asked if they had children. She continuously broke the "script" of victimhood by humanizing herself. This psychological jiu-jitsu caused Vane to hesitate for just three seconds. Those three seconds were enough. As Lutz rifled through a jewelry box in the master closet, he dislodged a heavy porcelain clock. The crash distracted Vane. In that split second, Sally D’Angelo grabbed a canister of wasp spray from her nightstand (a self-defense tip she had scoffed at until that moment) and sprayed Vane directly in the eyes. Barefoot and wearing only a nightgown, Sally D’Angelo