Chapter 16
Why wouldn’t that damn phone stop ringing? Jill had fallen asleep after crawling out of the bathroom, not having the energy to climb into the shower. She was shaky and weak and pretty sure she also had a fever. She was sick, so sick. She just needed to rest, to sleep it off.
She willed for the noise to stop. Then it did. The phone was across the room. If she sat up for a few seconds and went across to it, she could shut it off and go back to sleep. She just needed sleep. But the thought of moving had the nausea hitting again. The throbbing in her head subsided to a dull ache when she was lying down, as long as she didn’t move, as long as she kept her breathing light.
Now there was a pounding. She slid her hand over her face. It was the door. She heard it again. Why hadn’t she
