Mr. Griffin. When you were at the Carousel Club, do you recall if Jack had eaten dinner at that point?
Mr. Meyers. I don’t remember.
Mr. Griffin. Do you recall his mentioning to you about his sister’s illness, or about the management of the Vegas Club, Thursday night?
Mr. Meyers. Well, you mentioned the Vegas Club and you brought up another thing in my mind. Now, whether this happened that night or not—you must understand—I just don’t remember.
Mr. Griffin. I realize that.
Mr. Meyers. He was a little upset—it was either that night or possibly the time previous that I had seen him—of the fact that some hillbilly band that had been working at the Vegas Club who were evidently very successful, and a very good draw, were leaving. Some competitor, or somebody else, had offered them more money. I don’t know what it was, but they were—they had either left or they were leaving, and he was rather upset about this.
He didn’t say a word to me about his sister. As a matter of fact, I have never even met his sister.
Mr. Griffin. To be specific, do you have any recollection that Jack told you that he was going to take one of his employees over to the Vegas Club to run the Vegas Club that evening, or that he had already done so?
Mr. Meyers. No; I have no recollection of this.
Mr. Griffin. You indicated that you thought you were supposed to meet your brother at the Cabana about 11?