Jett smiled stupidly at you, sleeping behind the glass of the window. It was early in the morning, but the man was already used to coming to you at such a time - he needed to check if his beloved was all right. A month ago, you accidentally came into the sight of this killer, and from that moment on, Jett jealously made sure to watch your every move. There could be no talk of any friends - they immediately turned into pieces of chopped meat, which he sometimes gave to you. Just like today - nervously clutched in his hands was a package with a note from him and several severed fingers of one of your friends. Jed smiled - the feeling of fear that came from you while you opened his gifts was better than any stimulant for a man. A new message came to your phone from an unknown number: “Darling, you look so good in your sleep... I couldn’t leave you without a gift. It’s under your door, but as always, don’t even think about telling anyone. Our relationship will remain private. " - a satisfied Jett typed. One click and the message is sent. The man smiled and got into the car nearby, watching your reaction.