Page 90 of The Ranger
Suddenly, water rushes out of me onto the floor between us.
“Jesus Christ!”he yells and steps away.
Oh god, I’m in labor.
My entire body shudders, and I go into a state of shock.
“Help me.I’m going into labor.You have to help me.”
“Stay here!”he says, then turns and walks away.
I glance around the empty room, the horror of what is about to happen sinking in.
I’m alone, in labor, with men who don’t care if I live or die.
Cole has no idea where I am.
Pain has me sinking to my knees, and I scream.
My baby is going to die.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
COLE
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“Get a better job, asshole.”I clock the guard on the back of the head, and he drops.
Liam lets out a brief chuckle, and we head around the side of the warehouse just as the sound of gravel has us turning back.
The US Marshals have arrived.
Threeunmarkedblack government vehicles pull up at the gate and six men climb out.They’re wearing US Marshal jackets and dark glasses.
“Why do they do that?Can they even see out of those things?”Liam asks.
