“Things don’t always go according to plan.” a sultry female voice cooed from behind Investigator Lynn. This voice was accompanied by the click of a pistol loading.
The blonde woman’s hands shot into the air as she turned to face her assailant. She had to fight to keep herself from laughing. Sitting there on the desk, holding the pistol, was perhaps the broadest, most pregnant looking woman she had ever encountered. She looked as though she were ready to pop with triplets any time soon.
Though, knowing who she was facing she might have just been ready to pop.
