her she continued.
‘I have no intention of proffering my resignation. I knew you would make changes to the motel. I have no issue with that. Some changes are long overdue. As for the history between our grandparents—as I’ve said, I have no intention of concerning myself with it. As far as I’m concerned nothing has changed.’
Xavier’s glare deepened, but April chose that moment to appear in the doorway.
Wynne stood and excused herself.
‘This had better be important,’ she murmured to the other woman.
April nodded, and as Wynne listened to what she had to say her stomach started to knot.
She swung back to Xavier briefly. ‘I’m sorry, but there’s a situation I need to deal with.’
Irritation flitted across his face. ‘Can’t you get—?’
‘No, I can’t.’
There was no time to stand around arguing. She took off down the corridor to Room Twelve. Ignoring the Do Not Disturb sign on the door, she knocked. ‘Ms Gladstone?’ She knocked harder. ‘Serena?’
No answer.
Without further ado Wynne swiped her master key and pushed through the door. The breath caught in her throat when she saw Serena crumpled on the floor.
‘April, call for an ambulance immediately.’ She raced over to kneel beside the unconscious woman, reaching for her hand. ‘Let them know she’s diabetic and twelve weeks pregnant.’
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