"No." Dean did not dare to lie. If he claimed to have found Ivy, he knew that Avery would rush over to Bridgedale and pound on his door till he handed Ivy over.

"But I have leads as to where she is," Dean said. "Avery, Angela is dead now, so why can't you just let them think that there is a piece of technology which can revive the dead? Do you really have to stop me from profiting from it? If someone finds your daughter and refuses to hand her back to you, how would you feel?"

"Dean Jennings, how can you even compare those two things?" she said sharply.

"How are these two matters that different? You must really care for your daughter, am I right? Money, to me, is worth more than the lives of my children!" Dean snarled. "Avery, I don't want to waste any more time on you or Elliot, so I won't do anything to your daughter so long as you stay out of my way!"

"Dean, have you, or have you not found my daughter?!" Avery could not tell whether Dean was lying to her or not.

"No, but I am