Ash Kelley

Now a short time after Kitty was taken away by ambulance, Marianne heard a pounding at the door.

She said, it woke me up and I was scared.

Who comes knocking at four in the morning?

So she cautiously opens it to find a police officer on the other side.

The officer explained that Kitty had been attacked and was on her way to the hospital.

She had lost a lot of blood, and it didn't look like she was going to survive.

Marianne said, I went numb.

As they stood there in the doorway, another officer approached and informed them that Kitty was dead.

Oh, at 4 in the morning?

So 4 a.m., she hears a knock at the door.

It's a police officer who says, the love of your life has been attacked and is on the way to the hospital, and we don't think she's going to make it.

And another officer comes up while you're processing that and says she actually died.

She didn't make it.

Like, one-two punch.

How the fuck do you ever move on from that?

No, I don't know how you survive.

So for the next several hours, Marianne sat in the kitchen with her neighbor, Carl Ross, who brought over a bottle of vodka.

Oh.

Outside, police and reporters were milling about the area, taping off the scenes, snapping photos.

When Detective Mitchell Sang arrived around 7.30 a.m., he didn't take kindly to the presence of Carl Ross.