you have great reviews and i would like to get together peterson wrote in one e-mail i ve never done escort but used to pay to blank a super macho guy who played lacrosse. i m very bi, and that s all there is to it. what type of services did you perform? oh wow, that s pretty broad reporter: in a sensational revelation, the prosecution called brad the escort to the stand. what type of sexual activities, sir? oh, just about anything under the sun. reporter: on the witness stand, the escort told the jury that just three-months before kathleen s death, he and michael peterson had arranged to meet. we were to hook up. and what were you all planning on doing? having sex. reporter: the hookup never happened, but combine that with the other combustibles in the couple s life, the prosecution said, and you have all the ingredients for a fatal confrontation. it got out of control, and michael peterson snapped and he was the only one who could have done it, according to
he said, well, she probably had an aneurysm like her father. when i thought about someone falling down the stairs i thought, well, that s possible those stairs are, you know, pretty steep and, you know, they re slippery and wooden. reporter: but amybeth says as she looked around she noticed something. blood not just where elizabeth lay, but high up along the staircase walls, too too much blood, she thought, for a slip and fall. if you fell down the stairs, why would there be blood splurted up the side of the walls? it didn t make any sense to me reporter: and she says there were household details out of order: like the table that liz set out every night with the girls breakfast plates. it was bare. the snow boots she routinely left by the front door, still on her feet liz never wore her boots in the house. she d always took her boots off. and that was another clue to me that something was wrong it s obvious that she was either running from someone or trying to escape. re
the back stairs, the prosecution called the state s blood pattern expert, duane deaver. he told the jury with certainty that kathleen peterson had been beaten to death. he testified the droplet pattern high up the walls was just what you d expect to see with a weapon rising, striking, and casting off blood with each new blow. and i believe there is a minimum of four blows that have occurred in this, uh in this scene. what s more, deaver testified, this blood stain was found on the inside of peterson s shorts. he d done tests that he says proved that the only way it could have gotten there was if peterson had been standing over his wife, beating her. and the individual wearing these pants at time of that impact was in close proximity to the source of blood when it was impacted. i remember the jurors were captivated by his testimony. um, and it all seemed to make perfect sense. then there was all that dried blood the emts noticed around
exaggerating. when candace finally got inside, she says, michael brought her to the back staircase where it happened. my sister s blood is washed in pools up against the wall. i mean, her blood was everywhere. the image would be seared in her mind. it didn t look right. she couldn t go there. i still wanted to believe it was an accident. i didn t want to think something horrible happened. but all that blood, up the walls, could it all be from a fall down the stairs? and that s precisely what was gnawing at detective holland. i ve seen falls. um i ve had family members fall and to me it did not look anywhere like like a fall. something to him seemed off about kathleen s body position, too. her body was definitely not in the position that it would be in if she came to a final resting position after the fall. they processed the scene, photographing the stairwell, documenting the pool of blood and spray up the wall. outside, drops on the walkway and a smear on the front d
had an aneurysm like her father. when i started to think about someone falling down the stairs i thought, well, that s possible. those stairs are, you know, pretty steep and, you know, they re slippery and wooden. but amybeth says as she looked around she noticed something. blood not just where elizabeth lay, but high up along the staircase walls, too. too much blood, she thought, for a slip and fall. if you fell down the stairs, why would there be blood splurted up the side of the walls? it didn t make any sense to me. and she says there were household details out of order: like the table that liz set out every night with the girls breakfast plates. it was bare. the snow boots she routinely left by the front door, still on her feet. liz never wore her boots in the house. she always took her boots off. and that was another clue to me that something was wrong. it s obvious that she was either running from someone or trying to escape.