"Look at this Boyd." Frankie says as the group enter the lab wearing their white lab coats.
"What is it Frankie?" Boyd asks coming over to stand next to Frankie.
"You said there was something odd about this case, but you weren't sure what. You're right. This isn't your typical terrorism case. If it was I would expect the bomb to go off, but it didn't because it wasn't designed to. Whoever made this bomb made sure it wouldn't go off. The timer doesn't work." Frankie explains.
"That's interesting. Why does a bomber build a bomb that doesn't go off?" Boyd asks curiously.
"Guilt, maybe. Sometimes bombers realize how much damage and pain they've cause and decide to stop. Pressure could be another reason. Whoever is giving the bomber targets could have been putting pressure on them to make one more bomb and the bomber decided not to make it work. Maybe the target was one the bomber couldn't bring himself to hit. It's all speculation thought." Grace thinks carefully.
"It's good speculation though, Grace. That was very good." Boyd smiles at her. "Frankie, as much information about the man in the car as possible."
"Of course, Boyd. I'll see what I can do." Frankie says quietly.
