“I found a little coffee shop on the highway. I had some coffee
and cake and waited for the explosion. I always liked to hear the
bombs go off and watch the people react.”
“How long did you stay there?”
“A long time. I left a few minutes before six and drove past
Kramer’s office. The place looked fine. I went for a drive and
return ed to Greenville at seven. No explosion. I walked around.
The thing wouldn’t go off.”
“Did you see Kramer and his sons go into the building?”
“No. I turned a corner and saw his car there. I thought about
all the secretaries and other people who might work in there. I
thought maybe I should make a phone call to the office, without
giving my name, and warn them.”
“Why didn’t you?”
“I didn’t have any change. I didn’t want to walk into a store
and ask for change. I was a stranger in the town. Everybody
remembers strangers when there’s a crime. I was really nervous. I
kept thinking about all the people who worked in Kramer’s
office. It was almost eight o ’clock and I knew the office opened
in a few minutes. I knew a lot of people were going to get killed.
My mind stopped working.”
“Where did you go?”