All characters belong to Janet.

"Ranger ... it's time."

"Where are you?" I asked, my fingers clenching the wheel.

"On my way to the hospital. Tank picked me up and deposited me in his vehicle. I guess he's bringing me in."

"I'm thirty minutes from St. Francis."

"You need to find a shortcut then."

"I'll do what I can, Babe. Just hold on. I'm coming."

I made a U-turn and sent a mental fuck you to the FTA I'd been scheduled to grab. I suddenly have something more important to do than apprehend a fuckhead for cash.

This is a moment that's been months in the making, and nothing will prevent me from missing the birth of my second daughter.