She was standing there with vacant eyes; blood splattered all over her white organza dress. Taylor lay at her feet; more blood oozing out of his body. I backed away slowly, the way they say you should move away from a rattlesnake about to strike. I prayed the privet hedge shielded me from being noticed by Virginia Donaldson, but I don't believe she'd have seen me if I'd been standing right in front of her face. She seemed totally unaware of the real world.