The Kingsley Tower lobby had never moved this fast.
Kane had her out of the boardroom and into the elevator in under two minutes — his arm around her waist, her hand gripping his forearm, the contraction easing just enough for her to breathe through the descent. Alexander was on the phone to the Kingsley private medical facility before the elevator doors had fully opened. Marcus was already at the building entrance clearing the path to the car with the particular combination of authority and volume that was entirely his own.
Damian was there.
He was standing at the entrance in a suit, which meant someone had called him — probably Tyler, who understood that a man had the right to know when his children were arriving. He took one look at Lila and moved without asking, coming to her other
