The cellphone call got here at 6:36 a.m. and lasted for 44 seconds. Sukhvir Singh, a mechanic at the rail yard the place 9 of his colleagues had been killed, says the call on Wednesday morning was the distinction between life and demise for him and a half dozen co-workers.
On the line was a colleague, Taptejdeep Singh, with an pressing warning.
“He was talking quite fast,” Sukhvir Singh mentioned. “He said, ‘Hey! There’s an active shooter. Get out.’”
Sukhvir Singh, who focuses on repairing and sustaining the light-rail trains that run by San Jose, fled with his crew members to a windowless constructing that homes vintage rolling inventory. There they waited till sheriff’s deputies arrived.
The man who made the call was killed by the gunman.
Sukhvir Singh mentioned he was informed that his physique was found on a staircase.
Few workers at the Santa Clara Valley Transportation Authority, the company the place the taking pictures befell, have informed their tales of survival. Outside a union corridor on Thursday, rank-and-file members mentioned that they had been informed they might be fired in the event that they spoke to reporters.
Sukhvir Singh mentioned he needed to talk out as a tribute to Taptejdeep Singh, whom he described as an unfailingly gracious and useful colleague. The two males aren’t associated.
“There are still people out there who want to help others more than themselves,” he mentioned. “He is the hero for everyone.”
The killing of Taptejdeep Singh, he mentioned, additionally underlined the senselessness of the taking pictures.
He mentioned the gunman, recognized as Samuel Cassidy, barely knew Taptejdeep Singh. They labored in numerous departments. Mr. Cassidy labored in Building B, which handles the upkeep of electrical substations. Taptejdeep Singh was a light-rail operator who when he was not driving trains was in Building A, the place trains had been serviced.
“They didn’t have any connection at all,” he mentioned.
For a time Sukhvir Singh labored in the identical constructing as Mr. Cassidy. He would go him in the halls and say hiya. At finest Mr. Cassidy would acknowledge him with a grunt, he mentioned.
“He didn’t really communicate with other people,” he mentioned. “He was in his own world.”