I had been in the basement a minute or two after I had advised them of the change, and two detectives were bringing two police and plain cars from the parking area proper onto the ramp from the parking area.
I stepped across the driveway and instructed the officers there to assist the detective in getting these cars up on the ramp where it could back into, to pick the prisoner up, and follow the last car which was driven by Detective Dhority. As I came out of the parking area, the car pulled onto the ramp to back up.
I stepped across behind the car right over here.
Mr. Hubert. All right, would you draw a little square roughly the size of the automobile driven by Dhority, and then place a circle to indicate your own position of that time?
Mr. Stevenson. That is a long automobile, but as I recall, this post, I was standing right here, and the car had gotten back to right along here.
Mr. Hubert. You were on the south side of that post, standing?
Mr. Stevenson. I believe I was standing right here at the edge.
Mr. Hubert. Is that the very front of the automobile on the right side?
Mr. Stevenson. No; I was just about at the right door hinge. The right front door hinge, that is where I was standing. That is a very poor drawing of the car, Mr. Hubert.
Mr. Hubert. That is all right. Just put in there, "police car," in that square.