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A knock on the door to her admittedly cute room had her glancing over. She was lying on the sofa. She couldn’t stand to lie in bed any longer. The TV was on, but the volume was on low. She had the electric fire going in a bid to keep warm.
Who could be at the door?
She’d put a Do Not Disturb sign out. When she’d checked in, she’d been given a list of activities she could join if she wanted. But she’d told the friendly woman at the front desk that she was probably going to sleep for a few days.
So why would anyone be knocking on the door? Wait… how long had she been here at Rawhide Ranch? God. She had no clue.
Another knock.
Okay, they sounded angry. She’d paid her bill. What did they want from her?
She was already certain she was dying…
Dramatic much, Jolie?
Getting up, she stumbled to the door. Her head was killing her. When was the last time she’d eaten or drunk anything?
“Yes?” she called out through the closed door. No need to open it and give the person on the other side a fright.
“Jolie? Hi, it’s Erika. I checked you in the other day?”
“Oh, yes, sorry, Erika,” she said. “Is there something wrong?”
“Well, I’m not sure. Are you okay? I tried calling your room several times, but the signal was busy.”
Shoot.
“I, um, I wanted to get some uninterrupted sleep, so I unplugged it.”
She winced at the silence that greeted her. Oops.
That was probably a no-no.
“All right, Master Derek prefers that guests don’t do that. In case of emergency.”
She knew that Master Derek was the guy who owned and operated this place.
“I’m really sorry. Didn’t mean to cause any problems. I’m just… a bit tired.”
“I understand,” Erika said with sympathy. “It’s just…”
Crap. What?
“We had a phone call from a Doctor Wheatly. She wanted to get in touch with you. She said she’s been calling, and you haven’t answered.”
Crap on a stick.
Why hadn’t she charged her cell phone? Addie had to be so worried.
“Sorry, I need to charge my phone. I’ll do it now and call her. I apologize that she bothered you.”
“No bother.”
There was silence, but she somehow knew that Erika was still on the other side.
“Is there anything else?” she asked.
“Yes. There’s a man at the gate.”
