>She was scared because he was “very drunk,” the police report said.
>“Hurryyyyyyy,” she texted her boyfriend.
>Mr. Price raced up to the top floor of the parking lot, drove the car in doughnut circles and pulled into a spot, she told the police. He reached over to kiss her and grabbed her throat again, his hand pulsing in and out “for minutes,” the police report said.
>“SQUEEZING HARD,” she would text a friend the next morning.
>And then, he let go. “I’m too drunk,” Ms. Hayne recalled him saying, as he went into the back seat to pass out.
>As her boyfriend, Jesse Snowden, pulled up next to them, “she jumped in and pointed her fingers forward and was like GO NOW,” Mr. Snowden recalled.
>When she described what just happened, Mr. Snowden remembered Mr. Forbes’s blog. Ms. Hayne wrote him to share her story. Mr. Forbes connected her to Ms. Margis, Ms. Colón and several other women.
>“I told her she should call the police and file a police report,” her father, Steve Hayne, a criminal defense attorney, told me.
>Ms. Hayne is not the only woman who described Mr. Price’s hands on her neck. Danni Askini, an activist for transgender rights, remembered her first date with Mr. Price a decade ago, when they met on OkCupid. After a pleasant time at a bar, he walked her back to her apartment building, which they entered through the garage. When she would not invite him upstairs, he snapped, she said, and pushed her against a wall.
>“He gripped my neck and kinda choked me,” she said. He put his hands down the back of her skirt and assaulted her, she said, before she could shove him away.
She said he tried to laugh it off. “‘I just thought this is what girls like,’” she recalled him saying.
>It is painful, she said, that he “is the poster child for this politics that I really care about.”