Everyone had returned to their seats. Mike sat behind a barely touched bottle of water and rubbed his hands on his pants. The Commissioner leaned forward. "Thank you all for returning promptly. I believe the DA's office has a guest they'd like to introduce?"
The attorney from the DA's office smiled and said, "Yes, we have asked Dr. George Huang to review this case and give us his comments as well."
"Thank you." Dr. Huang had no fancy slide show, but he did have copies of his notes and the little girl's evaluations in front of him. "I had the opportunity to review Ms. Schwartz's psychiatric records, and I have a few comments to make."
He cleared his throat. This was a new venue for him. He'd been an expert witness in court rooms, and sat on panels with his colleagues, but he had never been asked to go before the Commissioner of Police before. He was a little nervous. "Ms. Schwartz was first seen by a psychiatrist at the age of 9. Her parents reported aberrant behavior from the age of three, but did not realize that it was significant until her diagnosis 3 years ago. In addition, her school records indicate that she exhibited extreme behavior problems since enrolling in Kindergarten. Her parents did not support her placement in Special Education programs, because they felt her behavior was insignificant and something she would 'grow out of.'"
"At 9 years old, the Psychiatrist recommended both medical and drug therapy. Her parents refused drug therapy, but she did attend therapy sessions with a licensed counselor for about 8 weeks. During this time, the school reported no change in either the frequency or the severity of her behavioral outbursts."
"Our department Psychiatrists re-evaluated her during the course of this investigation, and found her to have schizophrenia, bi-polar disorder, and oppositional-defiant disorder. Again, it has been recommended that she receive both drug and traditional therapy as treatment, regardless of the outcome of her trial."
George lost his place in his notes and took a moment to scan down the page. "The school teacher reported that: Once Eva has done something wrong; in her mind that seems to be all she needs to grant permission to herself to do it again. For example," he read, "she climbed on top of a low bookshelf in a defiant act one day. Even though staff coaxed her down and debriefed with her afterwards about the safety risks involved with her behavior, the next day, she climbed on top of a tall file cabinet."
"Her teacher also reports that she is a risk-taker, physically, and that she seems to have no remorse when she has hurt someone else."
He looked up at the Commissioner. "I am unaware of the details of the complaint against Detective Logan," he said. "As I understand it, he made a comment regarding Eva's incarceration and subsequent treatment." No one disagreed, so he continued. "I believe that without appropriate treatment by licensed professionals, Eva is a danger to society."
The Commissioner thanked George. He turned his attention to the group. "Dr. Huang, you are excused. If I could ask Detectives Goren and Logan to leave the room, please? We will call you back in shortly."
The three men stood and walked stiffly out of the room. Ross actually gave Logan an encouraging smile as he walked by.
Eames looked up with anticipation. Goren and Logan were chatting with Dr. Huang amiably. She walked over. "Hello, George," she said.
"Alex!" he said, and gave her a hug. "It's good to see you."
"So things went well?" she asked.
Logan shrugged. "Who knows? They're talking about me now."
Goren punched him lightly on the lapel. "It'll be fine. Dr. Huang came to the same conclusion I did. It'll be fine."
Mike shrugged again.
"Well, I have to go," said George, checking his watch. "Not enough time in the day, you know."
They said their goodbyes and he left.
Ross came out and waved the Detectives back in. Eames gave them an encouraging thumbs up.
Mike sat down and took a tiny sip of his water. The Commissioner spoke. "Detective Logan, I have read your report of your actions. I would like to say a few words to you before we close this review."
Mike sat up straighter.
"Detective Logan, it appears that your remarks in this instance were not off base, discriminatory, or offensive in nature. However, due to your lack of discretion, your remarks were overheard, misconstrued, and resulted in negative publicity for the City of New York. I have asked your Captain to issue a formal reprimand in your file. I will, however, restore you to full status as a Detective in Major Case."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. "Logan," the Commissioner added, "the next time you feel the need to run your mouth…" His eyes bore into Logan's. "Think. Think first. That's all I'm asking."
"This concludes the Board Review of Detective Mike Logan. Captain Ross, I need to speak with you a moment."
Goren and Logan filed out of the room together. Logan held up his hands. "I don't think that slap on the wrist left any marks," he smiled.
Goren clapped him on the shoulder and walked him over to Eames. They told her what happened. In spite of things, Logan was still on edge.
Ross walked up, and they turned toward him. "I guess you have a reprimand to dish out," said Mike.
Ross looked sternly at Logan. "I'll tell you just what I told the Commissioner: I'll decide who gets a reprimand in my house. Report at 8 tomorrow morning. I'll have your badge for you." With that, the Captain left.
Mike was shocked. Goren and Eames grinned from ear to ear.
Logan and Goren sat together in the bleacher seats at Yankee Stadium. They were decked out in Yankee shirts and hats. Goren was giddy with excitement. The vendor walked by and Mike grabbed him. "Two beers and two dogs," he said, and pulled out his wallet to pay for them. Mike handed Goren his meal and sat down beside him again.
As the batter knocked one into right field, Goren got quiet. He looked over at Logan, who seemed to know exactly what he was thinking. Logan raised his glass. "To Robbie," he said.
"To Robbie," Goren said, and they drank one for the little boy who loved baseball.