Hello campers, grab your marshmallows and gather around the true crime campfire.

Wear your camp counselors, I'm Katie, and I'm Whitney.

And we're here to tell you a true story that is way stranger than fiction, or roasting

murderers and marshmallows around the true crime campfire.

We've seen it a hundred times by now.

Evil comes in many different forms.

Sometimes you can see it coming a mile away, but sometimes it'll look like a million

dollars.

Dress to the nines and fluttering its eyelashes at you, making you feel like you're the

only guy in the room.

Stay frosty out there, fellas.

Evil comes in many shapes, and sometimes they're extra pleasing.

This is Lady Judas, serial killer Judy Boino Agno.

So, campers, for this one we're in Milton, Florida on the sunny east river, a fun spot

for families to go boating and swimming.

On May 13, 1980, a couple of fishermen were hanging out on the shore, getting their boat

ready to go out on the water when they saw a panicky woman slogging out of the river.

She was soaking wet, screaming bloody murder for somebody to help her.

She was almost hysterical at first, they had to spend a few minutes just getting her

calm enough to tell him what was happening.

And when she did, it made everybody's blood run cold.

I was out with my son on the water, she told him, and the canoe tipped over, and we fell

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