Police Headquarters, Franklin Square - Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
8:30 PM - Wednesday, July 16, 1969
Bill Johns got into the elevator and went down to the basement, where the holding cells were located. When it arrived, the doors slid open to let him out.
A hall led to a large metal door with a barred window. In front of this door sat another sergeant at a desk.
"Go right in," said the sergeant when Bill showed his badge. He pressed a switch, and the metal door slid open with a rumbling sound. The hallway continued beyond it.
Bill went through the door and down the hall, into a guard room. Two uniformed policemen stood guard there, one a young black man about six feet tall, the other one pasty-faced, chubby, and a head shorter. The hallway continued beyond the guard room into a cell block. Several wooden doors lined the sides of the guard room, and a payphone was in one corner.
"In there," said the black cop when Bill asked where Brian Anderson was, pointing to one of the wooden doors. Unlike the others, it was open. "The priest went upstairs with Sergeant Rawlings a few minutes ago, but his lawyer is still with him."
Bill could see into the small, square interview room. The only furniture was a wooden table and two matching chairs, one in front of it and one behind it. Brian Anderson sat on the chair behind the table, wearing a gray prison uniform. A man in a suit and tie in his thirties also stood in the room, and Bill recognized him as the man he had seen outside Lenny's Bar.
