What happened at that grand jury inquest and how did it steel your resolve?
I had decided prior to going to the grand jury investigation that I would not participate because I felt that the grand jury was not actually seeking to find out the truth about what actually happened in the apartment. What further cemented my resolve not to participate in this grand jury investigation, while I was being questioned, at some point some officer of the court brought in this big plastic bag with the blankets from the bed that Fred and I were in. It had blood on it. And he just sat the bag down in front of me. And I remember thinking, these people are not going to drive me crazy. I'm not going to focus on this. But that was like, you don't have to feel any guilt about not participating in this: you're doing the right thing. That gave me encouragement and more resolve in not participating in this.