I looked around at the filthy room with its stained walls and dirty floor. Even the mattress she’d given birth on was stained and worn. As long as I live I’ll never forgive myself for this. But now was not the time for self flagellation.

“Mia, I have much to say to you, but first I must get you and my son away from this place.” She cried pitifully at my words and I held her until she settled. Then I ordered the women to get her ready for travel while I went to the door and ...