Who Killed Scott Guy? Read Free Page A

inside Scott’s house, unable to leave until police said they could, the family members waiting at the cordon eventually decided to drive back to the old farmhouse where Ewen and Anna lived, at 147 Aorangi Road.
    Anna Macdonald had just got out of the shower and was dressing the kids when Nikki burst in yelling, ‘Anna, Anna, Anna—it’s Scott, he’s dead, he’s been shot.’
    ‘You’re joking, you’ve got to be joking,’ Anna repeated in disbelief, her children clutching at her in the confusion.
    Seventeen-year-old farm worker Matthew Ireland, the son of a local police officer, also arrived, looking white and not speaking, followed by Ewen Macdonald, who ran in through the laundry and asked Anna if she was okay. He was pale and shaking, his words broken and uncontrolled. Ireland described him as being in shock and looking like he’d seen a ghost.
    Soon afterwards, Scott’s brother, Callum, pulled up with his girlfriend, Brooke. At 24, Callum was the youngest of the Guy children and hadn’t been terribly interested in farming but had worked at Byreburn at various times to save money. Since February that year he’d had a job at the Salvation Army in Feilding, running a youth employment scheme, and was there when Ewen rang to say there’d been an accident and to come out to the house. As he drove there, he wondered why he wasn’t going to the hospital if it was an accident—and figured it must have been really serious or quite minor. Only when he arrived at Anna and Ewen’s house did his mother tell him Scott was dead.
    Everyone gathered in the kitchen in a chaotic huddle of hugs, tears and heartbreak.

CHAPTER 2

The investigation begins
    Meanwhile, Bryan Guy, Kylee and Hunter were still holed up in the house at 293 Aorangi Road, police telling them to stay where they were until initial scene examinations were carried out.
    It was a busy morning on the farm—a busload of visitors was coming as well as the vet, an artificial insemination technician, a load of feed and the milk tanker—so Bryan rang Ewen Macdonald and told him to just carry on with the farm work.
    Macdonald was still at his home with everyone else and told Anna he had to go back on the farm to feed out silage.
    ‘Are you sure? Do you have to go?’ Anna asked.
    ‘There’s no one else left to do it. I’m gonna have to go,’ Macdonald told her. ‘I’ll be back soon.’
    It wasn’t until mid-morning that Bryan and Kylee were allowed to leave the house, crossing paddocks back to the road, where police took them to Anna and Ewen’s house and the rest of the family. The last thing Kylee did before leaving their home was to take Scott’s wedding ring from a shelf in the wardrobe.
    Life had just been turned on its head for Kylee, who was seven months pregnant with their second son. Dawn that morning had brought despair and confusion that would continue for months as she tried to understand what had happened to her world.
    The day before had been happy and normal. She and Hunter had been to town in the morning with her good friend, Jo Moss, looking for furniture and a rug for their bedroom. Scott came home for lunch and late that afternoon they all went to The Warehouse in Feilding to get some light bulbs and a train track for Hunter. Back home, Scott played with Hunter, fed the litter of labrador puppies they were in the process of selling, and they had fish and pasta for dinner. A friend, Mark Pedlow, rang asking for Scott’s advice on rearing calves and they discussed perhaps going shares in buying some. Hunter went to bed around 7 pm but didn’t want to go to sleep, more excited about his trains he was snuggled up with. Kylee was exhausted so collapsed into bed not long afterwards and yelled out to Scott to come to bed, which he did after having a shower.
    She woke the next morning about 6.30 when Hunter came into their bedroom, carrying his precious trains. Kylee switched on the TV and Hunter sat in bed watching children’s