What the hell was happening?
Layla tried to keep her footsteps light as she found the old rucksack she had come with and stuffed some essentials into it. Her heart was still beating a mile a minute.
Breathe. She just had to breathe and focus on the task at hand so she wouldn't draw attention to herself.
Was she supposed to pack for Jackson, too? She slowly opened his drawers and took a few things out. What did one pack when they were running for their lives?
Her heart started to hammer again.
Had she heard right? Some people had come all this way to what? Take her? Kill her?
As she listened in, she heard the anger in their voices. She was more unwelcome here than she had imagined, and these people seemed to already know she was pregnant. Was she really responsible for all the bad t
