Anna's POV
I stared at the two men in identical dark suits standing before me in the hospital waiting area. The fluorescent lights glinted off their perfectly polished shoes, making them look even more ominous.
"Excuse me?" I rested my hand on my swollen belly protectively. "I'm waiting for my mother and assistant to return."
The taller one stepped closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "We already have your mother, Ms. Shaw. Now you need to come with us quietly."
My blood turned to ice. "We're in a public place filled with pregnant women and medical staff. You can't possibly think-"
"We can and we will," the second man interrupted, moving behind my chair.
"And if you cause a scene, we can't guarantee the safety of those babies you're carrying."
The casual threat made my skin crawl.
I scanned the waiting room desperately. Rachel and Mom should have returned by now. Where were they?
"My phone," I demanded, holding out my hand. "Let me call my mother first."
