FRANCISCO CERQUEIRA
I went out, I saw Mr Brode standing there with 
the waiter and then the gunshots were being fired at us.  I looked 
up, it was the same vehicle.  It looked to me like the same vehicle, 
the same dark vehicle, I can't put a colour to it, it was coming down 
in the opposite direction.
	The same type of vehicle, the nose was up in the air, like this 
and the people were firing at us.  That is the second time I went out. 
 I dragged Mr Brode in because he froze in the doorway, he had 
been shot in the leg and against the wall, the first shots hit the wall. 
 That's when I dragged him in with fear, I went through.