Hearing John Stuart's blatant response to her question, Jessie swallowed hard and forced herself not to react. She felt sick to her stomach and could only imagine how she would have felt if it had been a relative of hers. "Okay, then give me a run-down of the chain of events."
"Well, we decided to have some emotionally charged sex, and figured Central Park would be a fun place -- and had we . . . well, you know."
"So, you arrived at what time?"
"I'd say it was about two o'clock in the morning, or maybe two-thirty."
"At what time did you discover the bodies?"
"You mean body. We never saw the other one, the woman who was alive. That didn't happen until later when Catherine heard a loud painful moan shortly after the officer arrived. As for time, I'm not sure, detective. We were so involved." He released nervous laughter.
"Yeah, right. Okay, so why did you leave your clothes at the hotel?"