Pam POV
Our statements were made. Bob was gone with Scott, the girls had left for the hospital to check on Nate, and most of the guests had left, leaving those waiting for news and looking lost. Kitty, her face etched with worry, was cleaning up the kitchen; now the family had all gone, and I headed in there to speak with her. I could hear Jacko, his voice filled with urgency, still doing his job, and I hoped to catch up with him later.
'Kitty,' I said, my voice echoing in the empty kitchen as I walked in, a hint of tension in my tone.
'Oh, hey, I thought you had gone to check on Nate,' she said, her voice distant. Her actions focused on scrubbing the table as if trying to erase the memory of the blood that was no longer there.
'We need to talk.' She looked up at me, puzzled.
'About w
