you know, i ve been having a relationship with her husband, unknowingly, he was married. we want to start recording calls. amber agreed, so they went right out and bought a portable recorder, and what do you know? as soon as i plug in her little recorder, and i m showing her to push the red button and black button, the phone rings. he called. oh, boy. amber? hey. are you there? i m here. i can barely hear you. their expression, they were just like, i can t believe he s calling it right now. hey, i ll be in paris tomorrow, i m flying to normandy right now, and hopefully the phone works better. i was shaking uncontrollably, my fingers were just sweaty mess. i was fumbling because i was so, just, nervous, and scared. and so it began. for the next eight days, scott peterson pretended he was