Steph was born and raised in Oakvale and knew
Kitty very well but only knew Toby a little from Church, but she knew that she
made him feel uncomfortable and she liked that.
Steph walked into the kitchen and found them
sitting at the kitchen table and Toby was holding Kitty’s hand, consoling her.
“Hello Kitty” she said and then to the curate
“Hello…should I address you as Father or Dear?”
“Urm… ur… either would be appropriate” he replied
and she smiled to herself that she had hit her mark and then turned her
attention back to Kitty.
“I’m sorry Kitty but I need to take a statement”
After explaining in detail how she came to find
him dead she added
“And I can tell you exactly who did it”
“Who’s that?” Steph asked
“The secretary” Kitty replied “Miss Hope”
“What makes you say that?”
“I saw her in his room” she said
“When was this?”
“This morning, she was sitting on his bed in
her…underwear” Kitty replied
“And you’re sure it was her?”
“Oh yes”
“You saw her face?”
“Well, no, she had her back to me, but I know it
was her; I would recognise that tarty blonde hair anywhere” she said
“Why were you in his room?” DS Baldwin asked
“I always clean his room on Monday morning” she
replied
“Always?”
“Always, every week” Kitty confirmed
“At the same time?”
“Yes, 9 o’clock every week”
Being a villager herself, Steph knew the family
circumstance, so she asked
“So, anyone who was familiar with the household
would know that?” and Kitty nodded
“So, tell me exactly what happened when you
opened the door”
“Well, I saw her, on the bed the moment I opened
it, and saw that tart on the bed”
“Sitting?”
“Well, more kneeling, on her haunches kind of
thing” Kitty explained
“And you could see Mr Mackay?”
“No, she was in the
way, but I heard him” she said
“What do you mean?”
Steph asked
“Well as soon as I
opened the door, he said, “NOT NOW” so I closed the door and came downstairs
again” Kitty explained
“Did you hear her leave?”
“No, I didn’t, I was a bit cross to be honest, so
I came in here and put the radio on” she replied
“Ok thanks Kitty” Steph said and then addressed
the Curate
“Will you look after her…Dear?”
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