The only thing more terrifying than taking a life is creating one. The positive pregnancy test rocks my world harder than any bomb or bullet. I’d already survived the worst thing I could imagine—the murder of my brother. Fighting for justice gave me a purpose. I did not fear death. Everything is different now. I can evade the mercenaries intent on killing me, uncover the people who hired them, but telling the father I’m pregnant… raising a child... I’m not cut out for motherhood. I know I’ll survive. It’s everyone I love who dies. That changes now.