Mr. CARROLL. Let's see--approximately--let's see, the shooting occurred--it was 12:30, I believe, it was approximately 1 o'clock--maybe a little before, but right around 1 o'clock, and after I got to the Depository, they started organizing search details and I was assigned to search the basement. Well, I went into the basement and we determined that we needed some light in the basement, so I came back upstairs to get some lights, and when I got upstairs I heard that an officer had been shot in Oak Cliff, and no one had any information on it and the people I talked to had no information, so I got on the phone, and I called the dispatcher's office. The dispatcher stated it was Officer Tippit who was shot and he was dead, and so when I come back out of the office where I had used the phone, I requested permission to go to Oak Cliff and permission was granted and I took K. E. Lyons, and he and I left for Oak Cliff. Mr. BALL. Is K. E. Lyons a detective? Mr. CARROLL. He is a patrolman assigned to the special service bureau. He doesn't work in uniform. Mr. BALL. He works in plain clothes? Mr. CARROLL. He works in plain clothes, but his rank is patrolman, but we were in the 300 block of East Jefferson when the call came out on the radio that a suspect had been seen going into the Texas Theatre. We went immediately to the Texas Theatre, which is about five blocks away--I think it is in the 200 block of West Jefferson, and ourselves and the radio patrol unit were the first units to arrive at the theatre, and we pulled to the curb and parked directly in front of the entrance to the theatre, and the radio patrol car pulled into the head-in parking behind us. When Lyons and I went in, a lady that was in the theatre--I don't know who she was--she said he was upstairs, and that was all the conversation I heard from her. Mr. BALL. Do you know who the lady was? Mr. CARROLL. No, sir; I have no idea. Mr. BALL. Was it the girl who sells tickets? Mr. CARROLL. I don't know, sir, whether it was or not. Mr. BALL. Have you ever met Julia Postal? Mr. CARROLL. No, sir; I never have. Mr. BALL. And where was the lady when you talked to her? Mr. CARROLL. I didn't actually talk to her, sir, but when we went through the door, she just more or less--she just made a statement that he was upstairs, and as far as having any direct conversation with her, we did not. She said upstairs and we immediately went up to the balcony. All of the house lights were turned on. Mr. BALL. You and Lyons went in the front door then? Mr. CARROLL. Yes, sir; and we went into the balcony and we had--or rather I had satisfied myself with the fact that he wasn't in the balcony. Mr. BALL. Was there anyone in the balcony? Mr. CARROLL. Well, there were people sitting around there. Mr. BALL. How did you satisfy yourself that he was in the balcony?