"I'll be in California. Get me a meeting with Dr. Simonetti."
"Dr. Liu, what you are asking is impossible!" the man on the other line was clearly in the bind with her request.
"Listen, Sparrow. I'm not really asking for a favor here. You know why I needed to speak to Dr. Simonetti." The man called Sparrow didn't answer, so she breathed in a menacing tone. "Make it happen."
She threw the phone on the couch in the huge living room of the house Noah had provided for her and her daughter. She took a deep breath and made her way to her daughter's bedroom.
She knocked softly on her door but she didn't hear any sounds from the inside. She cracked the door open and saw that the room was illuminated dimly by the eight phases of the moon wall lamp that decorated her bed headboard.
