#Chapter 183: Mercy

“Mercy?!” Archer snaps. He says the word far too loudly. Mia flinches and looks up at him with bright watery eyes. He immediately tries to relax. He smiles at her to show her everything is okay. I do too. When he speaks again, the tone is much more conversational, even if the words are edgy. “Why the fuck would I do that?” “Don’t swear in front of the baby,” I sing-song while smiling at Mia. She looks between us both, then settles some. She returns her attention to the lion, then proceeds to smash it on the floor a few times. Fortunately, the thing is very durable. Since the first time I walked in here, Archer seems genuinely pleased. At least when he’s looking at Mia. When his gaze shifts to me, it’s hard edged again. I knew mercy would be a hard sell before I suggested it, but I couldn’t not suggest it. For Isaac’s sake. For my Mom’s. I need to tell Archer the truth. “My mom and Isaac still believe that Wyatt is a good person,” I say. “They should find out the truth,” Archer