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With FBI encouragement, Sinatra set up a listening post in a sixth-floor suite in Reno's Mapes Hotel, while radio reports announced where he was. For 16 hours he sat by the telephone, smoking cigarette after cigarette and gulping coffee; his only food was a cup of soup...
...Evidence. In the warehouse, at a sixth-floor window overlooking Elm Street, police found the killer's roost. Remains of a fried-chicken dinner, an empty Coke bottle, and three empty shell cases lay near by. The assassin had stacked book boxes against one wall so that he could not be seen through the window. He had sat on another box. Beneath the outside window, he had placed three boxes that served as a rifle rest. From that he had been able to track the slow-moving presidential car until it got past him, then got off three shots...
...schoolbook warehouse. Dozens of them poured inside with shotguns and began a room-to-room search. And near the fifth-floor landing, half-hidden behind crates of textbooks, they found an Italian-made kind of 6.5-mm. rifle fitted with a fourpower telescopic sight. One flight above, near a sixth-floor window only 75 yds. from the point where Kennedy and Connally were shot, they discovered remnants of a chicken dinner in a bag, an empty pop bottle, and three spent cartridge cases. The assassin was gone...
...still not yet 8 when Old Railroader Russell stepped into the sixth-floor office of S.P. General Manager William Jaekle. Picking up a two-inch sheaf of papers that summarized the performance of his 22,394-mile line during the previous 24 hours, Russell skimmed rapidly through the data on passenger trains. (Russell's undisguised opinion of passenger trains is that of 19th century Rail King James J. Hill: "A passenger train, sir, is like the male teat: neither useful nor ornamental.") But his eyes brightened when he came to the figures on freight. Inked across one page...
Back in his sixth-floor cell, with his trusty typewriter and law books, was happy Caryl Whittier Chessman. The Governor himself took off for a weekend meeting of fellow Democrats in Las Vegas, Nev., but he left Sacramento besieged, bothered and bewildered. His mail, once 10 to 1 in favor of saving Chessman, had turned 3 to 1 in denunciation of the Governor himself. It would surely grow worse in the next 60 days, for, though Caryl Chessman had sown the wind, Pat Brown was reaping the whirlwind...