Mrs. Grant. Oh, maybe that is the—wait a minute, I thought Jack wanted me to call her. But that wasn’t it, was it?
Mr. Griffin. I don’t know. The record shows that.
Mrs. Grant. I know I talked to her. You want to know the truth. I know I talked to them once or twice a month, so I don’t know.
Mr. Griffin. Do you remember calling Hyman?
Mrs. Grant. It seems to me I remember calling that number over there.
Mr. Griffin. You don’t remember exactly when you called?
Mrs. Grant. It seems to me it was Friday.
Mr. Griffin. Well, the records indicate that a call was made to Hyman’s house from the Vegas Club on Friday night. Did you go out of the house?
Mrs. Grant. Never left that house; never. So, I hope I don’t see my son alive. I did not leave Friday or Saturday out of that building. Not until Sunday when I was sneaking over to what I thought was the city hall. Let me explain this.
Mr. Griffin. Do you remember calling the Hirschs?