Event 6B:  Waiting and Working Forever (Or So It Seems)

	Ugh!!!  I never realized that Del Trabajador Enterprises had 
control over so many companies!!!  Kerwin has sent me the 265 and 2879 
when he got off the elevator and at the beginning of the meeting as he 
promised.  He has also sent me the 65 signal indicating that he's OK 
(Look on a phone and you'll see what I mean) at regular intervals of 
fifteen minutes, give or take a few minutes.  I got bored a couple of 
times and snuck a peek at one of the reports I was sorting.  I'll never 
stop regretting that.  Not only did I make a big mess of the report, the 
information on it was so over my head that I got sick to the stomach 
trying to read and understand it all.  I arrange the report the best way 
I know how and head over to the couch to lay down.  Why am I feeling so 
woozy?  My stomach is cramping up and I have no way of letting Kerwin 
know what's happening to me.  "Papa . . .," I whispered as I collapse to 
the floor in excruciating pain.