That was the voice she heard. Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, o If the death has a voice, maybe Callen's voice is exactly the voice you heard.
It was a different lady today than the one who stood up to talk to the killer at the door of his cabin two days ago.
her feeling was right when she hesitated to get into that bar.
She was afraid of something, but she didn't know what she was afraid of.
She mistakenly thought what she was afraid of was the doctor sitting in the middle of the beautiful little girls.
And he would be in that situation flouting her.
But she found something else. Something else she couldn't imagine she would find.
She didn't see what happened inside before she even entered the bar.
He was the killer before Yazma got in too drunk.
But she didn't see it.
The man was in a rare position.
That was his life assessment thing!
That was a rare moment in a person's life.