"Is something wrong with Aldrin?" Camila asked, sensing the urgency.

"No, it's Morrison," Laura gasped. "Mila, there's no time. Hurry!"

"Are you in labor?"

"Yes," Laura choked out. “Morrison got shot. They say... the bullet's near his heart. I can't let him die..."

Camila couldn't bring herself to confess she was out of the country.