For two whole weeks, I didn’t hear anything about the investigation. The absence of updates was killing me. Sam had taken it upon himself to make the inspector’s life a nightmare by constantly calling and asking for updates, which sadly, were unavailable.
I was getting set for work one Tuesday morning when I felt sharp pains in my belly. I waved it off; perhaps it was the baby adjusting. I went on to sweep and arrange the apartment. I was sweeping the kitchen when the pain came again about three minutes later. This time around, it was greater in dimension than the first and it did not go away as fast as the first one had gone. I stood up straight to try and adjust myself, but instead felt a cold fluid trickling down my legs. I was sure it was sweat from the morning chores I had been doing
