Olivia knelt down in the grass. "Hey Charlie, how ya been?" Reaching out she touched the headstone for her best friend. "Five years today Charlie. Mona is doing okay you know. She uh, moved into this great apartment near Quincy Street. Peter and I, are great, and Henrietta ya know, she just loves going to the carousel. I'm sure you two would have been best buds." Olivia paused to get a breath. Her voice dropped as she spoke again. "I could really use you Charlie, you've missed everything."
Just then her phone rang and Olivia's demeanor changed immediately. Her shoulders rounded, her back straightened, and her voice became more confident and authoritative. "Dunham." She answered.
"Hi Mrs. Dunham, this is Zoe from Henrietta's school. Everything is perfectly fine, it's just no one is here to pick up Henrietta and I can't get in contact with your husband." Olivia began standing and waited a moment before she answered.
"Okay, thank you I'm on my way now. I should be there in 10 minutes. I am so sorry about this."
"It is okay Mrs. Dunham, it's your first time, and Henrietta is fine. See you soon. Bye." Olivia hung up the phone as she opened the door of her car, got in, and drove away.
Andy drove through the streets of Toronto as the radio played quietly in the background. "How are the girls doing?" She asked.
"Great." Oliver replied. "They're doing great. Izzy's, uh heading over to visit a few colleges soon."
"What, college, already?!"
"I know, growing before my eyes." Oliver said right before taking a bite of his sandwich. "What about you McNally?"
Andy tensed as she heard the question. Remaining calm she turned left, heading toward the park. "What about me Oliver?"
"You. You and Sam,"
Andy laughed. "If you have something to say Oliver, just say it."
Oliver was about to speak when the radio came to life. "This is Officer Nash. OFFICER DOWN. I need a bus to 223 Kingston Ave. Repeat OFFICER DOWN."
"Sam." Andy whispered.
Olivia exited her car and entered into her daughter's pre-school. She walked over to the front desk to introduce herself.
"Hi, my name is Olivia Dunham I'm here to pick up my daughter, Henrietta. Her teacher just called me."
Before the secretary could answer Henrietta's teacher saw Olivia and called her name.
"Mrs. Dunham." Turning around Olivia spotted her daughter and walked over. Henrietta was fast asleep in a chair next to her teacher.
"Zoe, thank you so much. I promise this wont happen again." Olivia said as she picked up Henrietta carefully, so as not to wake her."
Zoe waved her hand. "It's fine Mrs. Dunham. No harm, no foul. Besides Henrietta was fine. Have a nice weekend."
"You to." Olivia said before she turned and exited the school. Placing Henrietta in her carseat and strapping her in, Olivia shut the doors and began the drive home. Not five minutes later a voice timidly spoke from the back seat.
"Mommy?"
"Hi baby. We'll be home soon okay and then how about you and I make pizza for dinner? Sound good?"
Henrietta smiled. "Okay."
Traci could hear sirens in the distance. "Hold on Sam, help is coming." The door burst open as the paramedics rushed in and pushed Traci out of the way. "He was on the ground picking up evidence when suddenly, he couldn't breathe." The paramedics got to work setting up intubation on Sam so he could breath. Traci looked away as they began pushing the tube down his though. Suddenly the sound of sirens filled the air and two squad cars pulled up front. The second the cars stopped, Andy rushed towards Traci.
"What happened? Is he okay? Traci, where is Sam?"
Traci had to hold Andy back so she did not interrupt the paramedics. "Andy. Andy, look at me. I need you to wait a minute. The paramedics are working on him right now. He couldn't breath, and he lost consciousness." As soon as she spoke the paramedics wheeled Sam out the door on a stretcher. Andy reached forward and grabbed the paramedic arm.
"Ma'am, I'm going to have to ask you to get out of our way." The paramedic said as they began loading Sam into the ambulance.
"No, I am his wife and I'm going with you." Andy demanded as she got into the ambulance. The paramedic sighed but allowed her in and shut the door.
Half an hour later, Andy sat impatiently in the waiting room bouncing her leg up and down. Sam was wheeled away to the emergency room and there had been no update since.
In Sam's room the doctors rushed around trying to figure out why the detective could not breath. One inturn was examining his hand when he noticed a strange bump on the inside of his wrist. Gently probing it, he felt a squishy mass and grabbed a needle to extract some of it for analysis. Suddenly the mass surged upwards away from the wrist, towards his chest, his heart rate dropped, and someone screamed.
