Chapter 241

"Don, you should head home as well," Tony said, his voice rough with grief as he tried to comfort Donovan. "Now that Giselle's been found, let this be the end of it. Thank you for looking out for my daughter all this time. I hope you can return to your norm soon. "I'm not going to blame anyone anymore. If there's blame to place, it's on her fate. That's all there is to it." He gave Donovan's shoulder a firm pat before leaving with the cops. Donovan sat by the river, unable to let it go. The ground was covered in mud from a recent downpour, but he didn't care. His trousers were soaked through, yet he sat there unmoving, staring blankly out over the wide expanse of the river. He lit one cigarette after another, smoking nonstop. In less than an hour, the pack was almost gone, and his heart felt like an empty wasteland. Before long, his phone rang. After whipping it out, he realized it was Renee calling. He declined the call, but she rang again almost immediately. Not wanting to be