Mr. Hubert. What about Sam?
Mr. Senator. Sam? I knew Sam. I have never seen him that often. Of course, I met Sam at the Vegas Club. Sam at one time worked there with Eva, and they couldn’t get along, so Sam was out, fighting like cats and dogs. Eva is just a hard girl to work for.
Mr. Hubert. What was Jack Ruby’s attitude toward the police as a group?
Mr. Senator. Well, all I know is apparently he must like them. They always used to come to see him.
Mr. Hubert. Tell us about those who came to see him. Do you know who they were?
Mr. Senator. I knew a lot of them by face. I didn’t know them all by name.
Mr. Hubert. Did they come frequently?
Mr. Senator. Various ones, yes, every day. I don’t say it is the same ones, whoever was coming in, but they would either be plain clothes or police in uniforms.
Mr. Hubert. Did they come to inspect or to enjoy the club as a place of entertainment?
Mr. Senator. Well, they came to inspect, to my knowledge I would say they came to inspect, but Jack always offered them a coffee, asked them if they wanted coffee, a Seven-Up or a Coke.