In the meantime, we were watching TV and Bill DeMar got on there and said he saw Oswald in the club. And there was a Houston reporter over there asking me all kinds of questions. We were hoping and praying that maybe he wouldn’t die, so we were listening to see, and he did.
Mr. Griffin. Then where did you go from there?
Mrs. Powell. Well, we left there and went back to—the drummer was over there—Bill Willis came in.
Mr. Griffin. To the police station?
Mrs. Powell. No; the lawyer’s office, and there was just people milling in and out that knew Jack. They were all around.
Mr. Griffin. How did Bill Willis happen to come?
Mrs. Powell. He was down there around the police station and we saw him on the street and hollered, and he came in.
Mr. Griffin. Had Bill Willis been down around the police station earlier?
Mrs. Powell. I don’t know. I saw him walking across the street. I imagine all the people came down when that happened, you know, but then we went back to the Bull Pen, I guess, and I got my car and I went home, I think. I don’t remember what I did afterward. I think I went home. I did go home, yes; I did go home.
Mr. Griffin. Did you take off someplace?