I stand there in absolute shock as the baby tries to practically jump in my arms.

“W-what? Why are you…?” My words die down halfway through my sentence when Reed passes the baby to me. I drop the piece of shard.

His gaze flicks to the floor then back at me.

Still utterly confused, I cradle the baby in my arms.

“Just as I thought,” Reed murmurs.

Is this why they kidnapped me? To look after a baby? Are they for real?

“What. Is. Going. On?” I ask, pressing on the words as ...