My pocket of waters is ruptured in the middle of the sumptuous wedding of my sister-in-law, in a vineyard, flooding of liquid on the marble floor beneath my feet.
“Please… call an ambulance,” I puffed.
But my mother-in-law I was quickly led to a bathroom nearby before you close the door behind me.
“This baby may well wait until the ceremony ends “, she whispered…
Then the contractions were getting stronger and stronger, I grabbed the emergency phone hidden in my hand bag. Because the person that I was going to call out would not only help to save my baby… she’s also going to reveal the truth to that person, during this marriage, did not expect.
My pocket of waters is ruptured under a huge crystal chandelier, as well as three hundred guests, clapping for the first dance of my sister-in-law.
At the time I whispered, ” something is wrong “, my mother-in-law was smiling already for the photographers.
A hot liquid is spilled on the white marble terrace of the vineyard Bellacourt. A contraction that forced me to stop me.
“Evan,” I breathed into grabbing the sleeve of my husband. “Call an ambulance. ”
He threw a glance towards the dance floor, where his sister, Celeste, was spinning in a dress that cost more than most houses.
His face is tense, but not panic. Instead of hesitation.
“You can keep up with even a little ?” me-he asked in a low voice. “The photographer is in the process of filming. ”
A few seconds later, Victoria Bellacourt appeared next to us. She gently took the arm.
“Let’s go to a place that is more calm,” she said.
She guided me through a hallway of service, while Evan was following us without saying a word.
A new contraction came, stronger than the previous one.
I was pregnant with only thirty-four weeks.
“Please,” I whispered. “The baby arrives too early. ”
Victoria opened the door of a bathroom reserved for the bride and invited me to sit down for a moment.
“We come back right away. All will be well. ”
The door closed behind me.
I called :
“Evan ? ”
His voice came to me from the other side.
“A few more minutes, Claire. Try to stay calm. ”
And then their are in the distant hallway.
Over the years, they had always taken my discretion for weakness.
They laughed at my clothes are simple, my salary in the public service and in the briefcase locked that I carried everywhere.
Victoria called me ” the little book “.
Celeste was joking often saying that I should probably spend my days counting the grapes.
And Evan laughed with them before coming to apologize in private, as if some excuses whispered could erase the public humiliation.
What none of them had ever asked me, it was for what government agency I worked for.
I was an auditor court, assigned to the unit of the attorney general of the State of charge of fraud organized.
Over the past nine months, I documentais financial activities suspicious related to the vineyard Bellacourt : payments will be transmitted by fake suppliers, accounts, payroll falsified and shell companies registered in the names of deceased loved ones.
I remained professional because Evan swore never to have been involved.
Two weeks earlier, I had yet discovered his signature on each of the major transfers.
A new contraction was overwhelming for me.
I then reached into my purse and pulled out the emergency phone that I carried during my missions on the ground.
A single number was recorded.
The special agent Mara Voss replied immediately.
“Claire ? ”
“I’m in the bathroom, near the space reserved for the bride, the domain Bellacourt,” I said in a low voice. “My pocket of waters is ruptured. I need medical assistance. ”
His voice immediately became calm and focused.
“Is it that you are safe ? ”
I looked at the closed door.
“I am single for the moment. ”
A brief silence settled.
Then Mara replied :
“Stay exactly where you are. The ambulance crew and our team are already on their way. ”
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The voice of Mara had just shut down when I heard footsteps rushed into the hallway.
This time, the door opened abruptly.
Two paramedics came in, followed by three plainclothes officers.
Victoria appeared behind them, livid.
“What are you doing here ? ” she started.
Mara showed him her badge.
“We are here for Ms. Claire Bellacourt. And to execute a search warrant relating to the accounts of the vineyard. ”
The silence became total.
Evan came a few seconds later.
His gaze met mine.
“Claire… what is this that thou hast done ? ”
I shook the teeth, while a new contraction I folded over in two.
“This is not what I have done, Evan. This is what you have done. ”
Mara asked a folder on a table.
Inside were bank statements, contracts, fictitious, and especially the copies of wire transfers bearing the signature of Evan.
His face had decomposed.
“I can explain “, he whispered.
“You should have think about it before you leave me locked up here,” I replied.
The paramedics I have installed on a stretcher.
As I left the room, I heard Victoria scream :
“You have no evidence against me ! ”
The Mara is returned.
“Madame Bellacourt, your name will appear on the accounts of three companies-screens. And we also found the messages in which you ask your son to falsify the documents. ”
Celeste, still clad in her wedding dress, began to cry.
His marriage had collapsed in a few minutes.
At the hospital, my baby was born a few hours later.
A little girl was premature, fragile, but incredibly brave.
I called Emma.
Two days after birth, after Evan sent me a letter.
He said that he loved me, that he regretted everything, and that he had never wanted for things to go this far.
I’ve never met.
A few months later, the vineyard Bellacourt was seized.
Victoria and Evan were prosecuted on charges of fraud and money laundering.
As for me, I resumed my work.
One morning, while I was holding Emma in my arms in front of the window, I received a final message from Mara :
“They come to officially recognize your role in the investigation. Without your call this evening, they might have destroyed the evidence. ”
I looked at my sleeping daughter.
That day, I understood one thing :
They thought to have me locked up to protect their marriage.
In reality, they came to give me the only thing I needed to bring down their empire : time, evidence… and a reason to never get me to be quiet.
