Bent's heartthrob, wife murderer Scott Peterson, lies to his mother

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Jurors Hear Scott Peterson Lie to Mother, Others

Wed Aug 25, 6:18 PM ET

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REDWOOD CITY, Calif. (Reuters) - Jurors heard secret phone recordings on Wednesday in which murder defendant Scott Peterson (news - web sites) lies to his mother, scoffs at efforts to find his missing wife and asks a real estate agent to quietly sell the couple's house.

The tapes, recorded by an investigator in the case in the weeks after Laci Peterson (news - web sites) vanished from her Modesto home, were played in the closely watched trial over the objections of defense attorneys.

Peterson is accused of killing his pregnant wife in December 2002 and dumping the weighted body into San Francisco Bay, driven in part by a desire for a new life with his mistress, Amber Frey. He faces the death penalty if convicted.

Prosecutors say Peterson went to the bay when police thought they had spotted a body in the water. But the 31-year-old fertilizer salesman is heard telling several people, including his mother, that he was in various farm towns hundreds of miles away.

His mother, Jackie Peterson, sat in court and dabbed at tears as prosecutors played a recording in which Scott told her he was in the central California city of Fresno when he was really near the bay.

During calls on Jan. 31, 2003, after police in the state of Washington started investigating a possible sighting of Laci in a convenience store there, Peterson sounded interested.

But as he listened to a voice mail from his mother saying that a family member was in Washington putting up posters, Peterson erased the message in the middle of listening to it and then laughed.

And when Peterson listened to a voice mail message on Jan. 11, 2003, from Laci's mother, Sharon Rocha, saying that a possible sighting of Laci's body in the bay turned out to be only an old anchor, Peterson whistles, "Whew," as if relieved.

Peterson then called a friend, Guy Miligi, to complain about the fact that 88 police officers were fruitlessly searching the bay.

"So maybe they'll send 88 people somewhere else and start working," said Peterson, who also told Miligi that he was in Bakersfield when he was really 218 miles away, near the bay.

The bodies of Laci Peterson and unborn son Conner washed out of the bay some four months later.

On Jan. 22, less than a month after Laci's disappearance and long before she was confirmed dead, Peterson told real estate salesman Brian Argain that he wanted to sell his and Laci's house immediately -- as well as all the furniture arranged by his Martha Stewart (news - web sites)-loving wife.

"Kinda keep it quiet, all right?" Peterson said.
 
Me neither.

But he has neighbors and that's what counts.

Ten seconds with a box cutter is all they need. :D
 
If I was Laci's mom, I'd take him out sniper-style...no sense in wasting the taxpayers money on prison, or an expensive shot in the arm...one bullet and that's all she wrote.
He makes me sick.
 
Keirena said:
If I was Laci's mom, I'd take him out sniper-style...no sense in wasting the taxpayers money on prison, or an expensive shot in the arm...one bullet and that's all she wrote.
He makes me sick.
The boxcutter idea is the more painful way to go.

Hold him down and cut his dick off then slit him straight up the gullet. Pour salt in and leave him for the vultures. Maybe he'll still be alive long enough to see the birds pick his flesh from him before he dies.
 
LovingTongue said:
The boxcutter idea is the more painful way to go.

Hold him down and cut his dick off then slit him straight up the gullet. Pour salt in and leave him for the vultures. Maybe he'll still be alive long enough to see the birds pick his flesh from him before he dies.

I like your idea better...Where were you when I was being stalked by the crackhead?
 
LovingTongue said:
Ouch. You do have a gun, don't ya?

I do, yes. I also moved to a new house, changed my phone number and got a restraining order.
Luckily, nothing for the last 8 months or so.
 
Just thought I would add my $ 0.02 worth:

*nodding my head up and down, yes, the vulture thing!!!*

OK, here is my big thought on all of this *especially since Modesto is only like 1/2 hour away from me, this is very close to home*

How, oh how, do things get to this point in a marriage/relationship? Good lord, I mean REALLY folks, why not just file for divorce? Maybe I am just to naive to know how "real relationships" work, but murder? Must it get to that point? I just don't understand. . . . . . . . and in some way, I hope I never do understand this mentality!

*head hung low, shaking it, and my family is trying to pressure me into getting all hitched up . . . . .why is all I have to ask at this point?*
 
LovingTongue said:
The boxcutter idea is the more painful way to go.

Hold him down and cut his dick off then slit him straight up the gullet. Pour salt in and leave him for the vultures. Maybe he'll still be alive long enough to see the birds pick his flesh from him before he dies.

That is a hell of an idea.
 
It's sad, but it happens all the time. My ex's girlfriend, who he was having an affair with while we were married, came after me and tried to kill me AND my daughter, so she could have him to herself. I divorced him and said "here, take him, honey".....but she still felt the need to torment me for almost a year.
People do weird shit in the name of love, or lust, or psycho-ness.
 
Keirena said:
I do, yes. I also moved to a new house, changed my phone number and got a restraining order.
Luckily, nothing for the last 8 months or so.
Ya shoulda hunted this psycho down and slit him/her open in public.

The law be damned.

Some jackass threatened me over the phone once and I had someone deliver a simple note to his daughter to give to him.

"Threatening a man's life is a stupid thing to do."

You can imagine all what happened next.
 
Well, she had been threatening me for months....which is no big deal. I can fend for myself...but she involved my daughter. Big mistake.
She's paying for it. In more ways than you can imagine.....
 
Hey you know what, I take back the bit about slitting this guy length wise.


I have a better idea.


Let him go to prison. Pay off the prison guards to put up a few cameras at different angles in his prison cell. Every time his cell mate taps dat booty, get it on tape from multiple angles.

When Scotty boy gets out of prison... if he ever does... send him a DVD marked "care package" and when he starts playing it he'll find it's a multi angle movie of him being raped in the ass by other prisoners.

He'll cry like a little baby and then go kill himself.
 
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