Ellen answered her Com. It was midnight. Only one person would be calling her at this hour.
“Hello,” she whispered. There was silence on the other end. “Any news?” she asked urgently.
“The girl is at Griffin’s clinic now. Her surgery is scheduled in eight weeks.”
“I will be waiting for instructions.”
“They will be given. I thank you on behalf of the Guardian.”
“It is my honor.”
-The Red String, Chapter 4, The Lessons