“Laura."

“Spit it out!" Laura demanded, her voice trembling, yet she suddenly felt drained of all strength.

Her resolve faltered instantly.

Colin approached her, offering support. “Laura...”

He began to speak but halted mid-sentence, exhaling deeply. "Morrison was shot while protecting the informant. The doctor mentioned that the bullet came perilously close to his heart, and they're devising a surgery plan. Don't worry. Morrison's resilient. He'll pull through..."

"Ouch." Laura winced in pain, clutching her abdomen.

She instinctively shielded her belly.

Breathless, she struggled to maintain composure.

Colin swiftly dialed emergency services. “Laura, are you going into labor?"

Gritting her teeth through the intense pain, Laura retrieved her phone and dialed Camila's number.

The call connected promptly.

“Hello, Laura."

“Mila, get over here immediately, as fast as you can!"

Laura was aware of Camila's exceptional skills in cardiac surgery.

She trusted her to find a solution.

Laura's water broke, causing the amniotic fluid to trickle down her inner thigh.

Colin was shocked. “Laura, you..."

Casting a glance at him, Laura whispered, “Stay calm."

Attempting to compose herself, she relayed to Camila, “It might be a while before you can reach by car. Ask Isaac to fetch you; he'll find a way to get you here as swiftly as possible. I'm dealing with an urgent situation, and time is of the essence..."

Camila was out of the country. But she sensed that Laura's voice vibrated with panic down the phone line.