Chapter 833

"Let's go," Donovan urged Chris. "Where are we going?" "To pick up your son." Chris froze when he heard those words. "What do you mean?" "You'll see when we get there!" Donovan shoved him into the back seat of the car and ordered Hank to head to the destination. Donovan looked too nonchalant. He acted as if this were a trivial matter rather than a mission to rescue a kidnapped child. Chris became increasingly confused. He pressed Donovan for answers. "What exactly do you mean? Where is my son? Are we just going to meet Kori single-handedly like this?" "You'll know when we get there." Donovan did not want to explain too much at this moment. His expression remained flat. He leisurely lit a cigarette, rested his elbow on the window, and blew smoke rings while admiring the scenery of the Gold Delta outside. Chris was unable to decipher Donovan's true intentions. His mind raced in a frantic loop, alternating between calculated negotiation strategies with Kori and the paralyzing fe