A woman's screech interrupted him, choked and disappeared.

The phone turned off.

The detective jerked the phone away from his ear and stared at it incredulously.

The screen is cracked.

- What... What was that? - Jess looked frightened at the mobile phone, feeling her fingers icy and suddenly said, without expecting it herself:

- Vivienne asked me if I like snow...

- What? – not immediately understood detective.

- Snow…

The detective did not attach any special significance to her words, occupied with completely different thoughts. Not understanding what had happened, he hurried to get the girl out and hurried to his colleagues.

Jess staggered out of the police...