Bob Bailey

He said there wasn't going to be any trouble, no trouble at all.

Well, it gives you the edge, doesn't it?

No trouble, he said.

Yeah, well, next time you see him, you can call him a liar.

8.50 p.m.

After making sure that the place was secure and that there was no danger of fire from the recent arson attempt, Ed and I took the suspect, Oliver Randall, outside and put him in the car where we questioned him.

He made no attempt to disguise the fact that he had been directed by his regular employer, Edward Daniels, to commit arson by setting fire to the attic of the apartment house.

In addition, he told us that Daniels had threatened him with bodily harm if he refused to obey the order and set fire to the building.

He had this gun, you know, Mr. Daniels did.

He always had it with him.

I was scared of it, I don't mind telling you.

Uh-huh.

He threatened to kill you if you didn't do what he wanted, that is.

Yeah, I guess so.

I used to get mad a lot of the time when he had this gun.

He always had the gun.

He'd get mad at me and tell me he was gonna shoot me.

I'm afraid of guns.

How about the fire at the other apartment house, Ollie?

The one over on South Union Avenue?