Mr. Hubert. And all of you were sent up the service elevator by the police to the first floor of the municipal building, is that right?
Mr. Servance. That’s right, sir.
Mr. Hubert. It is true that at one time during the course of the morning there you opened the inside door on the Commerce Street entrance of the municipal building so you all could look out?
Mr. Servance. Well; yes, sir. I did, I opened the door. We stood—there’s a glass vestibule, you know.
Mr. Hubert. You stood in this vestibule. The outside doors to Commerce Street remain open all the time, and the inside door is locked. You had a key and you unlocked it and all of you stood in the vestibule for a while, is that right?
Mr. Servance. For a while, that’s right.
Mr. Hubert. What happened to Riggs and Fuqua? Do you know?
Mr. Servance. They was standing there. What I mean, we were there during—all the excitement, I don’t know—everything just—I don’t know what way—I thought they were still there. I didn’t see them. I mean, that is—
Mr. Hubert. When you left the vestibule, did you lock the door?
Mr. Servance. I locked the door, I did.