Chapter 4

My mother kept backing away:

"No, my daughter is so small... She has so little blood. You can't take hers..."

My father's assistant carefully spoke up:

"Mr. Wallace, why don't I check other hospitals again? Maybe we can find another Rh-negative volunteer. The child really is too small."

"There's no time." The doctor urged, "Mr. Wallace, please make a decision quickly. Your wife's blood pressure is dropping."

At that moment, Henrichs's screams came from the delivery room, each one more agonizing than the last.

Several bodyguards suddenly restrained my mother, preventing her from moving.

My mother screamed, "Wallace, are you…