Stepping into Maidstone Combined Court Centre, I see him immediately. He’s standing on the other side of security with his wife, waiting for his mother-in-law to have her bag searched.
On seeing a bereaved family, I think most responsible parties would feel so ashamed, so embarrassed by the role they’d played, that they would at least walk away. But not him. He seems totally unfazed by the sight of my brother Simon and me, the adult orphans he’s created.
“Look, Simon, it’s the man that killed our parents,” I shout, unable to keep my cool. Scott Gunn – who was eventually found guilty of death by dangerous driving and jailed for 16 years – does not flinch (he denied the charge but was imprisoned). Instead his mother-in-law turns around, looks at my heavily pregnant body, and tuts loudly.
This is our fourth trip here for a court hearing. It’s at this encounter, I realise we’re heading to trial. Will he ever take accountability for the deaths of my lovely mum Sue, 68, and dad Tom, 61?
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