“Do you think you could bring her to see me?” he asked softly, eyes shimmering. “I know the others can’t find out the truth, because it’s far too risky, but if Lexie is looking into this stuff, then I think she’ll understand how important it is to keep it secret.”
I frowned and rubbed my jaw as I considered his request. He had no idea what his daughter had become in his absence. No idea what awful things she’d done in his name.
It wasn’t his fault, though. He didn’t make her into a monster like I originally thought. She turned into a monster all on her own, out of a twisted sense of loyalty to him.
“Please, Nate,” Peter said, voice cracking pitifully. “Please let me see my little girl.”
Guilt twisted my guts into knots as I watched him clasp his hands together in a begging gesture. He would be devastated if he found out the dark truth about his precious ‘little girl’. It might even be enough to make him want to end his sad little life down in this bunker.
Then again, he didn’t need to know the truth. I could make a deal with Alexis—my silence about the girls she murdered in return for some time with the father she thought she lost a decade ago.
I took a deep breath and steeled my jaw. “Fine. I’ll bring her to you.”