Breaking Mr. Cold (Giselle and Donovan) novel Chapter 240

After getting the location, Donovan drove there alone at full speed.

The thought of what he might be about to face left him lightheaded and dazed. Several times on the way, he almost rear-ended other cars, and at one point, his fender scraped against a roadside railing. He was completely out of it throughout the drive.

It took him an hour to reach the destination. It was a remote village, 31 miles downstream from where the kidnappers had thrown Giselle into the river.

When he pulled over, he spotted a small group of uniformed detectives and forensic officers by the riverbank, examining the scene. Tony was crouching beside them, glasses in hand, wiping at his eyes.

Donovan stumbled toward them, ready to push past anyone in his way to see what was happening, but Tony stopped him short.

"Don, you'd better not look," he choked out with teary eyes. "She's barely recognizable. You won't be able to handle it. Just… don't look."

Donovan stood still for a few seconds before wrenching free from Tony's grip. Pushing past the cops, he walked right up to the body.

The forensic team was still taking pictures, so the blue sheet hadn't been placed over her yet. Donovan looked down at the waterlogged body, and in less than a heartbeat, he almost blacked out.

The body before him was grotesquely swollen, foul-smelling, and decayed beyond recognition. It barely looked human anymore. The sheer horror of it pushed the limits of what he could handle.

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