for fans of Caroline Kepnes' You... She hires me to build her house. It's a small, off-grid homestead on an isolated mountain in West Virginia. Look, I'm not a bad guy. It's not like I'm proud of the fact that I built myself a peep room into her house. I only get violent when I get pushed too far. And I don't kill people or anything. Well. Not many, anyway. The point is, it's fine that I'm the way I am, because deep down, all women want the wrong kind of man. They can't help it. There's something primitive inside the female soul that secretly fantasizes about something savage and sexual and strong. And it's a good thing I'm out here, looking after her. Because bad things could happen to a woman alone, a woman out here at the edge of the wilderness. Very, very bad things.