You know one thing about the colored people, since I have been sick, most of them were very nice, even if they hated me. I know if I got mad at them, like Joe, we still love him. I don’t know what it is, he had called, and I have reasons to believe it was Friday night.
Now, listen to this. He said, “How do you feel?” Now, I may have called him and told him not to come into work, or Jack called, or someone had called him.
Mr. Griffin. Who called the personnel at the Vegas Club to tell them not to come to work? Did you make any calls to your personnel at the Vegas Club?
Mrs. Grant. Pauline was calling me all the time, and Emma Collins, and I am glad you brought it up. I can’t think of every damn thing. Leo Torti is our helper or manager. He does many things, and we owe him some money. It wasn’t we—Ralph Paul. Anyway, it seems to me, the best of my knowledge, he had all of their phone numbers, but it seems to me I, myself, may have called Leonard sometime late that afternoon, I don’t know.
Mr. Griffin. Well, Mrs. Grant, just let——
Mrs. Grant. And Leonard Wood wanted some money, and I think it was Friday night.
Mr. Griffin. I don’t want the details.
Mrs. Grant. Wait a minute, this is very important.
Mr. Griffin. All right.
Mrs. Grant. He wanted some money, so I think, it seems to me I said—Jack was in the house—“You will tell the guys at the garage next door to the Carousel Club, you give him your name, and he will put $10 in an envelope.” Now, Jack made this call from the house. This is Friday night.