"WHAT the hell is wrong with you, Jarreus San Diego? Do you know what time it is? It's only five o'clock in the morning. Five o'clock! We don't have any time to wake up and beat me up in the morning. It's so early? " Jelle shouted with a yawn. She even rubbed her eyes to somehow eliminate the drowsiness she felt.

It was a Saturday morning. They don't have the kind of man who is bothering her. He called her at exactly four o'clock in the morning and said that she should be dressed after half an hour. It never said why. It just said that it would wait...