Chapter 128

• WEST'S POV
• My first thought is to carry her out of here and take her to a hospital, but the van we brought is packed more than 100 miles away. There is still a set of bodyguards waiting for us at the entrance or already coming after us, but the way I'm seeing Sam right now, I don't think we have the luxury of time to waste. We will deliver the baby!
• I fold the sleeves of my hoodies, and my eyes land on the bedside desk, which looks like an operation table because of the things on it: a syringe, a pack of hand gloves, cotton wool, a pad, towels, a blanket, and a knife. "Is it safe to use this?"