[Lucien]
"What do you mean you met Hilary? Wasn't she dead?" Violet's brows creased, her mind likely racing at the thought of her mother being alive.
I held her gaze, nodding slowly. I too wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen the woman myself... kinda. It made me wonder how the hell she had survived having her belly torn open and her throat slit.
Ryder’s invisible hold on us eased and it took about a few minutes to explain what Hilary had told me. Or at least, what I wanted them to believe—since I couldn't give the full details of our discussion.
I didn't trust these people and most of all, I didn't want Violet fighting me on this. And if she knew the truth, she would. Just like she always did.
“You really think they’ll hand her over after you give them everything they need?”
