Mrs. Grant.

trouble here with certain other nightclub owners. We had known that a certain individual has upped himself up from racketeering to this particular organization.

Mr. Burleson.

Who is that individual, do you know that individual's name?

Mrs. Grant.

Now, as I know him, he used to be a cocktail lounge owner and he is in that slip. His name is Jack Yanover. We know his parents--I've known the man 40 years. He's a man 65 years old.

Mr. Burleson.

He had some type of criminal element?

Mrs. Grant.

Let me tell you--to get into these union deals and everything, Jack---by the way you know Jack was a union organizer and became an officer. but the man he was connected with was a highly reputable lawyer. That's why they killed him--Leon Cook. Jack himself never had an, connections with gangsters for money, for business, for sociability. On the other hand, when we saw them we acknowledged them. When my father died----

Mr. Burleson.

Now, let me bring you up to the last 10 years--do you know of any telephone contacts Jack has had?

Mrs. Grant.

Yes.

Mr. Burleson.

With whom?

Mrs. Grant.

Here I'm going to tell you--in the last year he has had so much aggravation in the club, that he called, this Lenny Patrick. That was the last resort. He figured he might know somebody--this guy is not a holy man by far.

Mr. Burleson.

Lenny Patrick is not a holy man?

Mrs. Grant.

No: he's not by far. He's a gambler.

Mr. Burleson.

Jack called him for what purpose?

Mrs. Grant.

He called him for the purpose to see if he could fix him up with the union, so he could have amateur night the same as the other two fellows here.

Mr. Burleson.

It's something to do with unions?

Mrs. Grant.

That's right.

Mr. Burleson.

Now, let me ask you this--what about this friend of Jack's--this Willie, do you know this man; what do you know about him?

Mrs. Grant.

Willie he is considered----

Mr. Hubert.

How is it spelled?

Mrs. Grant.

[Spelling] M-c-W-i-l-l-i-e.

Mr. Hubert.

Oh, that's Louis McWillie, is that who you mean?

Mrs. Grant.

I met him 8 or 9 years ago in the restaurant with Jack, and Jack told me that night or the next night that, "He's a gambler," in fact, I think he was the main guy at the high class club here, Cipango's, he ran games over there at that club and it is highly recognized, and the town sort of overlooks him and they admire him---truthfully, if you met this man, you would think he is a doctor or a lawyer.

Mr. Burleson.

Jack has had some contact with him?

Mrs. Grant.

Yes; not in business. He was a nice fellow. I don't know how well Jack knew him--I do know this man was getting a divorce. He was married to a much older lady and he went to Jack--he wanted Jack to talk to this lady to be sure she files a divorce, something to that effect, because I went with him to her home. He wasn't there.

Mr. Burleson.

Jack also had contact by going on vacations with him, for instance?

Mrs. Grant.

Well; wait a minute. Jack was broke, as you know. That's another thing, and he was so disgusted and so blue and it seemed it was the year my father was very ill, I think it was 1958, and that McWillie sent him a ticket to come to Havana, Cuba, and my sister was there not the same time, but the same year, but there was no commotion with Havana, Cuba, then, and McWillie the airlines has proved that this ticket was bought by this McWillie that's as much as I know.

Mr. Burleson.

He went down there and was it for some type of business that they had talked about?

Mrs. Grant.

I'll tell you--I understand--now, this was told to me recently and I don't even know if it's so.

Mr. Burleson.

It wasn't told to you by Jack?

Mrs. Grant.

I don't even know who told me---it's something about jeeps and I don't know if I'm dreaming it or thinking it. McWillie was a gambler