"How was the body thrown into the sea?"
Dempsey pointed at the black pickup truck beside him, "It was thrown into the sea with this unregistered vehicle."
"What was the exact time?"
"Sometime after one o'clock in the morning, around two I guess."
"Who was the victim?"
"I don't know."
"Why did you kill someone? For money? Or for sex?"
"No, I just disposed of the body. I didn't kill the person."
"Then who did?"
"I don't know. I was just responsible for handling the body."
Luke leaned against the pickup truck, slightly dissatisfied, "I'm as impatient as the five strong men outside. Don't spit it out word by word, tell me everything you know."
"This situation makes me very uneasy. I've already confessed. You can take me back to the station, and I'll tell you everything."
"Without a clear explanation, you're not going anywhere," Luke said firmly.
