Kathy Stott wore a gray A-line skirt, and her long hair was loose. She looked like a schoolgirl. Hildy was with her, as was Amanda’s sister, Chantel, who had darting dark eyes, a petite, hyperalert version of her sister. Chantel’s husband, Daryl Gardner, looked as though he had not thought much of the occasion when getting dressed, or maybe a grubby
