I immediately contacted the jail, requesting permission to come and speak to the accused (of whom it was alleged he had killed also someone else even before attacking my father). The police warmly supported my request, but informed me the accused had the right to refuse to see me. He, however — upon being told who I was — agreed and even requested to meet with me.
On the 15th of September [1994] I went to the jail. There I was told to surrender my camera and tape-recorder and any firearms I may have been carrying. I was escorted to a room where three armed policeman and their officer were doing clerical work. One minute later, the accused was brought through the door into the room — and stood there in front of me.
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