“Will you keep one?” a crying street girl whispered to a billionaire. Trembling, he looked at the infants and recognized his stolen twins-and the incredible sacrifice of the homeless girl who saved them…

forward, staring blindly at the wipers slashing across the windshield.

We slammed to a halt at the emergency bay. The glass doors slid open, and Dr. Aris was already there, flanked by two nurses with a gurney. I ripped the car door open.

“Hypoxia, high fever, unresponsive,” I barked as Elara practically fell out of the car, surrendering Sammy to the continue reading …