David Bomber

THE TESTIMONY OF VELVIE PROFFITT – Part 3 by David Bomber

DIRECT EXAMINATION OF VELVIE PROFFITT CONTINUES

Q. Okay. Anyway, so did you discuss with Mr. Bomber, your schedule as far as going to the casino that evening?

A. Yes.

Q. Okay. And what did you tell them that you were willing to do?

A. I told them that if we went that I wasn’t driving back. That there would be no drinking from that point.

Q. Excuse me. Would you speak up?

A.. There would be no more drinking from that current point because I would not be driving back. I would drive there, if I was to go with them. If not, they could go by themselves.

Q. Okay. You had to be at work the next day?

A. Yes. I was — And I was already slacking in my responsibilities and my employer was getting upset with me coming in tired from where we had went before. And I wasn’t about to risk losing my job from going and doing it again.

Q. Okay. So, anyway when — So, you, Mr. Bomber, and Mr. Worrell, went — I believe you said he introduced himself as Mike?

A. Yes.

Q. Okay. At some point — Well — Okay, let me come up with a little basic outline of what you did and where you were that day. And then we can go back to where to where we were. So when you got back from Hardee’s the first place you went was to Mr. Worrell’s apartment?

A. Yes.

Q. Okay. And the next place that you went to was where?

A. Our apartment.

Q. And the next place that you went to after that was where?

A. Mr. Worrell’s apartment.

Q. And the next place that you went to?

A. The pool.

Q. And the next place that you went to?

A. Our apartment.

Q. Okay. And it was at your apartment on that occasion that the stabbing occurred?

A. Yes.

Q. What did you all do while you were there?

A. Mr. Worrell had music playing. They were drinking, I believe, Icehouse. And Michael was drinking vodka and cranberry juice cocktail mixtures.

Q. What were you doing?

A. I was standing up trying to be close to David and talk to him and trying to be loving towards him from being at work all day, cause I am a very — I have a very cling — a clingy personality.

Q. Okay. And was there any questions about you’re standing?

A. Mr. Worrell said that he — I was making him nervous and for me to sit. That he did not like me standing. And it was getting to the point to where it was upsetting him.

Q. Okay. And you were just basically standing by — David was sitting?

A. Yes.

Q. Answer in words, please.

A. Yes.

Q. And you — You were standing by his shoulder.

A. I was standing — Mr. Worrell was sitting towards the left of the table, Mr. Bomber was sitting towards the right, I was on David’s left side.

Q. Okay. So, did you take a seat?

A. Yes.

Q. Okay.

A. To keep things —

Q. Where did you sit down?

A. On the couch.

Q. Okay. So what happened next?

A. Mr. Worrell and him were conversating about car keys, and they were drinking, if I remember correctly. And at some point, Mr. Worrell had asked me if I knew where to get Loritab.

Q. Okay. And Loritab is what?

A. Loritab is a prescribed pain medicine.

Q. Okay. So, what did you tell him?

A. I told him, yes.

Q. Okay. And what did he say?

A. He said — Well he took money out of his pocket and he laid it on the table, and he said, you have twenty-eight (28) to forty-eight (48) hours. I don’t care how you get it, but you are going to get it because I absolutely need it. And it is not for me, its for my Mom and Dad.

Q. Okay. Now — But he first just asked you if you knew where you could.

A. Well, he brought the subject up to Mr. Bomber and Mr. Bomber said, you’d have to ask her about it. And that’s when — When he referred to her that brought my attention into the conversation. And he looked over at me, and that’s when he asked me if I knew where to get some.

Q. Okay. And you did?

A. Yes.

Q. And it was someone in Floyd County?

A. No, it was someone in Radford?

Q. Okay. In Radford? Okay. And — So how much money did he lay down on the table?

A. I believe it was sixty dollars ($60.00).

Q. Okay. And so what did you think of this?

A. It blew my mind. Cause the way he pretty much demanded that I get them for whatever purpose he said they were going to, and it just struck me as odd.

Q. Okay. And so, what did you do?

A. Well, I get intimidated easily when there’s a firm voice used in any type of way. So, in order — I like to keep everybody happy, I went ahead and called the person that I knew and asked them. And they told me that they didn’t have enough for that, and that I would have to come all the way down there to do it. And I explained that to —

Q. Now, hold on there for a second. So, the person you are talking to on the phone, okay, is a person that you knew had Loritab’s?

A. Uh-huh.

Q. Okay.

A. A family member.

Q. That would sell them or give them to you?

A. Yes.

Q. Okay. And that person was in Radford?

A. Yes.

Q. Okay. And — And as far as getting them — Where — You know, I mean, if an agreement had been made, where were the pills to be delivered?

A. They wasn’t too be delivered, I’d have —

Q. No, but if there had been — You didn’t make an agreement, did you?

A. No.

Next in the series: The testimony of Velvie Proffitt – Part 4.

SEE ALSO CASE NO. 7:16cv00171 IN THE UNITED STATES DISTRICT COURT @ http://vawd.uscourts.gov

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