Mr. Belin. There was another passerby that stopped?
Mr. Benavides. Yes, sir.
Mr. Belin. Who was he, do you know?
Mr. Benavides. I couldn't tell you. I don't know who he was.
Mr. Belin. Was he driving a car or walking?
Mr. Benavides. I don't know. He was just standing there whenever I looked up. He was standing at the door of the car, and I don't know what he said to the officer or the phone, but the officer told him to keep the line clear, or something, and stay off the phone, or something like that. That he already knew about it.
So then I turned and walked off. I never did assist him after that at all.
Mr. Belin. Then what did you do?
Mr. Benavides. At the time I walked out, I guess I was scared, so I started across the street—alley between the two houses to my mother's house, and I got in the yard and I said I'd better go back, or just caught myself until I got over there, I guess, so I went back around there.
Mr. Belin. When you went back, what did you do?