Cho and Risby are sent to check out a hotel room paid for with one of Yoli’s credit cards. They’ve had no luck so far getting into his inner circle. It seems he came in and took over the drug trade in the area in less than a year and runs it like a group of terrorist cells, with no one knowing more than what they need to know for their individual job. He also claims he has “nothing to hide”, but Jane knows otherwise and points out that he’s trying to hide his anger about something.īack at the station, Henderson’s filling everyone in on Vega. Vega will only admit that he knew Yoli and that he heard she got “popped”. No one’s willing, but he still finds Vega since he’s the one person everyone was avoiding looking at. Once Lisbon gets there, he stops the music and offers $500 to anyone willing to point out Vega. By the time Lisbon’s finished this conversation, Jane’s already at the club looking for Vega and having no luck with the owner, Vince, who avoids answering questions by claiming he can’t hear. She was investigating a dealer named Omar Vega and her true identity needed to remain a secret – the case was ongoing and there were other undercover cops to protect. Finally Henderson pulls them aside and confesses, quietly, that she was actually an undercover narc named Yolanda Concepcion, or Yoli as everyone called her. Her nails were short and badly painted and she showed signs of being awkward in her spike heels. Seargant Henderson is trying to play it off that way though, until Jane points out that the dead woman was not a typical “club girl”. But this shooting is anything but common.
She gets out to the street and to the deserted area around her parked car and bang – shot from behind, two to the head.Ī short time later, Lisbon and Jane arrive at the scene, wondering why they’d been called in for a seemingly tragic, but all too common, shooting outside of a night club. Even the unidentified girl trying to follow her can’t keep up. Things seem to be going well until she gets a clearly upsetting text message and starts hurrying out of the club, continuing a conversation by text. She’s hanging out at a very busy night club, clearly trying to catch the attention of a slick-looking man she called “Omar”. The CBI tries to figure out who killed an undercover narcotics officer who was killed in an alley outside a nightclub where she was investigating a drug dealer.
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