Hey, Jennifer, I wanted to call you to say I'm sorry for what happened last night.
I don't hate you.
Okay?
I love you, bye.
Jennifer, please talk to me, okay?
There's no harm in talking to me.
Just, please.
You need to pick up the phone.
Quit this bullshit and quit being a bitch all the time.
I'm coming down right now, and I'm gonna sit there at the house.
Give me your first name.
How long have you known Daniel?
Three months, maybe.
How'd you meet him?
The Internet.
That was your boyfriend?
The one that was layin' dead next to me?
I just met him.
Okay. What was his first name?
James.
You know his last name?
- Vail. V-- - Vail?
V-A-I-L.
- When you went to bed… - Mm-hm?
…was the door to that house locked?
Yes. I locked the door.
James even double-checked it.
About how long after you went to bed
did this happen?
It didn't seem like very long.
I'm not sure.
Did you-- did you hear anything?
I didn't hear anything. I didn't hear anything.
Okay.
He had to have been out there.
He had to have been watching us.
He probably stabbed him with my frickin' knife.
He's psycho.
When he was down at the house, did he say anything to James then?
Like, "I'll get you, I'll cut you, you son of a bitch, you mess with my woman"?
Nah. No. He just looked at him,
and you couldn't see any color in Dan's eyes.
I don't know if it was 'cause he was mad or what, but, oh my God.
He was furious.
I thought, "He's out to kill."
I love you, son.