After Grace gets her coffee she parks herself behind her desk to get some reading done. She knows she can't take too much time to get her analysis done without Boyd getting more upset. She's trying to concentrate, but the noise in the squad room is outrageous. "Seriously, pipe down everyone. I'm trying to get an analysis done." Grace hollers from her office door.
"Sorry Grace." Spence apologizes for interrupting the psychologist. He likes Grace. She's the mother figure of the unit.
Grace smiles to herself as she sits back down behind her desk. She pulls out a highlighter and then wonders if she can write on the file. She picks up the files and walks over to Boyd's office. "Boyd, can I write on this file?"
"Of course you can Grace. The file ended up here. You can do whatever you want with it." Boyd smirks at Grace's question.
"Okay." Grace retreats to her office. When she looks up every so often she looks over to see Boyd in his office. She always checks to make sure Boyd is okay. He takes things very hard. He's right about this police report, however. It's almost as if they've omitted something on purpose. She compares the police report to the independent psychiatrist's report. She's not surprised that the two things don't match. She pulls off the highlighter lid and highlights the inconsistencies between the two reports. The police report says opposite things to the psychiatrist's reports. She checks the dates on the two reports and is instantly annoyed when she realizes that the psychiatrist's report got to the police three weeks before their report was written. When she reads the court transcripts she can see that the cops who testified lied about the psychiatrist's report. She realizes they must have fabricated the psychiatrist's report they gave the crown council and the defence council so the case will go their way.