Chapter 13
The moment April opened the door to his knock, Jay shouldered his way in. “Quick word.”
He didn’t bother to be polite, stood in the middle of the room, waiting. For a few seconds, there was no movement, during which time he caught sight of her reflection in a long freestanding mirror. She stood at his back, eyes wide, lips parted, hand on the doorknob holding the door open. Something flashed through her expression difficult to interpret before her mouth closed with a snapping motion and she shut the door.
As she moved to the bed, she shoved him with her elbow. This Jay ignored as much as she paid little attention to him. April dropped onto the bed, pushing the last of her cosmetics into a bag with such aggression she might rip it. She threw the bag into her open suitcase and
