“Then what did you do?”
“I heard something. Someone was moaning. That’s the best way I can describe it. It was coming from the bedroom. So I walked down the hall to see what was going on. I got as far as the master bedroom door.”
“Let’s stop there. So you were in the hallway?”
“Yes.”
“Did you cross the threshold into the bedroom?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“The door was open. That’s when I saw Katy … Mrs. Loomis. And I saw Mr. Loomis on the bed.”
Her lips quivered. Jenna looked toward the ceiling.
“Tell me exactly what you saw, Jenna.”
“Mr. Loomis was already dead. That was obvious. There was blood everywhere. Soaking the sheets. Dripping down onto the carpet. His eyes were open and I could see he had this horrible, gaping wound in his neck.”
She cried softly and dropped her chin to her chest. Jenna had a handkerchief and she twisted it between her fingers.
“What else did you see?”
“I saw Katy. She was standing over the bed on Tom’s side of the bed. She had a knife in her hand.”
“Which hand?”
“Her right.”
“How was she holding it? Please be as precise as you can.”
“Like this,” Jenna said. She held her own hand up in a fist, raising it to ear level.
“I need you to describe it out loud, Jenna.”
“Right. Sorry. Katy had a big knife in her hand. The blade was dripping with blood. She held it up and over Tom’s body. And she had blood on her too.”
“Did she say anything?”
“Not immediately. She was staring right at Tom’s body. She had some blood on her. Smeared on her face. On her sleeve.”
“Did you say anything to her?”
“No. I mean, I screamed. Really screamed. And she was just standing there like a statue. Like she was frozen in place. Those are the two images I can’t get out of my head. All that blood. And Katy just standing there holding that knife. It didn’t even look like she was breathing. She didn’t even see me at first, I don’t think. But then I screamed. That seemed to snap her out of whatever was going on in her head. She took a step back, dropped the knife, and kind of backed up against the wall.”
“What did you do?”
“I ran. I was just panicking. Just shocked. I fell over my own feet trying to turn and run back down the hallway. I just wanted to get out of there. I didn’t know what Katy was going to do. If she’d chase after me or what. I just wanted to get out of that house as fast as I could.”
“Did she chase you?”
“What? Um … no. But I didn’t look back. I ran through the kitchen and out the service door into the garage.”
“Did you have to open the garage?” Quick asked.
“No. It was already open. I left it open.”
