Voicemail sent on 10 May 2012 at 9:34 a.m.

"Hi...I just came across this song called 'If I Die Young' and I honestly couldn't stop crying. I've listened to it a thousand times already. It's beautiful, Steve. Here, listen to it."

I heard her fumbling with something but I felt numb. Numb with fear. A woman's voice greeted my ears.

"'If I die young, bury me in satin. Lay me down on a bed of roses, sink me in the river at dawn, send me away with the words of a love song. The sharp knife of a short life...'"

"I told you it's beautiful. It's a beautiful morning too...Too bad I don't give a shit anymore..."