Mr. and Mrs. Specter: New Ventures

Chapter 6

Mike had ventured into Donna's new building housing her Yoga studio. Donna was at the office with Harvey who had told her what he was doing to make sure that everything was good so her studio could open in three days' time. While Mike was examining the building, Harvey was taking care of the immediate threat of Mike's fraudelence by taking over the case. He explained to Donna, who had been in the office that day helping him until he chose a new assistant, that this was the only way he could protect him.

"You know he's not going to like this. He's a junior partner. That office is full of pitbulls. It will definitely be suspicious if the name partner takes over the case without real provocation."

"Well, what do I do? Let him get caught? I can't do that Donna. You know it's my fault!" Harvey argued logically.

"Of course not," Donna walked over to her husband's desk and walking behind it tried to massage the knots out of his shoulders.

"Wow, that bump is getting big!" Harvey exclaimed as Donna brushed in back of him he could feel the swelling of her body in his back.

"You oughta feel it from this side. I can't fit into anything. I have to get new yoga clothes if I'm teaching Yoga on Grand Opening Day," Donna complained. In actuality she had not felt so well, she was so tired and nauseated most of the day. At this stage in her pregnancy about four months along was when morning sickness should dissipate and she would begin to feel more like herself. However, it wasn't like that. She still was eating crackers before rising and downing Ginger Ale in lieu of a Latte even a decaffeinated Latte. Nothing helped. Luckily she had been able to hide her symptoms from Harvey and the children.

"Thank you, honey. I feel much better," Harvey said reaching up for a kiss which Donna bestowed.

"Ok, I will place the call to Mike's client since you still haven't hired a new secretary," Donna said as she removed herself from behind Harvey's chair. Because of her thin frame, her bump looked further along than her calendar told. Before leaving for the office, Donna had fitted her growing body into a flowered Victoria Beckham dress with which she had had difficulty pulling it down to the correct length as the material was a little snug around her abdomen. She had stood in the full length mirror and rubbed the bump. She smiled a little because it was another blessing for Harvey and herself, and then two minutes later she ran to the bathroom and vomited her ginger ale. The doctor had put her on very strong vitamins and supplements, but she had a tendency to throw those up as well. After brushing her teeth for what felt like the thirtieth time, Donna changed into a little looser fitting dress. It was low cut and showed the increased size of her cleavage enough to take away attention from her baby bump. It made her feel much better and she did not fail to notice the interesting look her husband had given her when she had knocked on his office door for a visit.

Mike, in the meantime, showed up at Donna's building dressed with a hard hat and safety glasses and a clipboard. He knew Bruce by sight, so he steered clear from him and found the foreman who was finishing up the last walls of the interior.

"Excuse me," Mike said flashing the fake ID he drew and printed on heavy paper on the computer at work.

"What can I do for you?" He was a heavy set man lots of brown hair tucked underneath his hard hat and small beady brown eyes buried in a round big cheeked face. He was probably the same age as Mike, but it was hard to tell.

"I was sent here by the Fire Department because I have been told this building is not up to code. Also my office has been told from several of the tenants including Mrs. Donna Specter that this issue seems to be delaying the opening of her livelihood."

"Well, I usually have advance warning of any and all inspections."

"I surely understand that but this is a favor to the many tenants who pay their rents including Mrs. Specter who paid four months in advance."

"I think the main problem has been the renovations. I have had to move outlets and rewire for the accommodations that she has authorized. I am not sure the architect/interior designer consulted anyone from a safety standpoint."

"Is that so? Well, I will have to consult with the architect. What firm did Mrs. Specter use?" Mike asked innocently. He knew very well who her interior designer had been. Rachel had recommended him after he had redesigned the rooms in his and Rachel's new house.

"Do you mind if I take a look?" Mike asked.

"No, of course not," the foreman said. "Help yourself."

"Thank you. I won't be long. I have the plans here, so I'll find what I need," Mike said and walked off in the opposite direction as the foreman returned to his work at the wall.

"Not a thing!" Mike said as he slammed Donna's plans on Harvey's desk a week later. "I studied at length and tried to find one thing that was out of place that might cause a problem. There's no reason from what I can see why she can't open. It's perfectly safe."

Harvey was worried. The last thing he wanted was Donna to open and something tragic happen that could have been prevented. However, Donna was so excited that finally all her plans had come to fruition. Harvey did not want to break her heart by delaying her opening any longer. He especially did not want to break her heart in her current condition. She had seemed better to him, but he could not be sure. She always hid things away from him when she was pregnant. The last two times were just the same. He supposed she did not want him to worry.

"Thanks, Mike. I can't put Donna off any longer. Her instructors have full classes just waiting for their place to teach."

"No problem, Harvey. Hey, did you get someone to replace Donna in here?"

"No not yet. Amy and Gretchen have tag teamed to keep me up to date. I appreciate it."

"Tell Donna that Rachel will be in her first Yoga class she instructs."

"I think Donna said it was for expectant mothers only."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, buddy. Better talk to your wife and make sure we're not both in the same boat."

Mike smiled out of the side of his mouth and said, "Goodnight, Harvey"

"Goodnight, Mike. Thanks again."

"No problem. Glad to do it."