Chapter 2 - the start of the investigation

I emailed him back saying that I was willng to carry out the investigation and he told me it would start tomorrow, tomorrow was monday.

It was monday the day my investigation started I was looking forwards to getting pizza for my dinner I had never eaten a whole pizza before and had already decided I was going to get a large one. I had received an iPad on my desk and my bank account had been credited with $1000.

it was dinner time and I had left the police station in a police car and pulled up outside Millens Pizza Place. I got out of the car and walked in and waited in the cue. When I got to the front of the cue the little italian guy behind the counter said "what can I get you?" Then looked up wide eyed and looked quite scared. I absent mindedly put my hand on my stomach and looked up at the menu board that was hung from the ceiling. I looked back at him and said "a 14" meat feast pizza with extra cheese and cheesy chips." "is that everything sir?" the man trembled. "Erm I think ill take a litre bottle of tango too please" "that will be $8.90 please" I handed him the money and he handed methe bottle of tango and said the pizza will be ready in 10 minutes. While I was waiting I started to drink the tango more out of boredom than thirst. When I got called up to collect my pizza I had drunk half of the bottle. I collected the pizza and drove to a quiet carpark to eat my pizza. Halfway through the pizza I had finished the tang and I felt something weird on my stomach. Like someone was pressing their fingers on it. I reached down to feel what it was and my hand crashed into my stomach. I quickly pulled my hand back and put the light on and looked. My stomach had bloated up a bit. The weird feeling was my buttons on my work shirt digging into my stomach. I started to rub my belly and massage it with one hand while continuing to force the last few slices down. Finally I had done and was painfully stuffed. But it was delicious. I then started on the cheesy chips and it got very hard to finih them but I decided that I wasnt going to be beaten by a potato so I forced the last half of the chips down. My stomach was rock hard and I loved the feeling of my hands stroking and massaging it. I continued getting the same pizza with cheesy chims and tango for the rest of the week and even on the wednesday when they werent open I craved greasy, fatty food so much that I ate 12 krispy kreme doughnuts for tea. I even managed a second portion of cheesy chips on saturday and sunday.