Chapter 122: The guilt that follows

Oliver's POV

"Mr Plane, I called because I didn't know what else to do," Caesar spoke these words as I walked towards the car where he was standing.

He had called thirty minutes ago to inform me that Ela was having a nervous breakdown and wouldn't step out of the car after they arrived at the firm. He told me where they were, and I assured him that I'd be there as soon as I could. I closed the report on my desk and informed Georgie to cancel the rest of my appointment for the day because I wouldn't be returning. Caesar didn't tell me much of what caused Ela to be this way, and he didn't have to; it didn't matter; what mattered was that Ela needed me, and I had to be there.

It was difficult to accept the reality of a lot of things. The McCann brothers, still walking freely despite the evidence being gathered, were one of them. Those in charge of the investigation were giving out little information, so there was a need to be patient.

I knew it would have an adverse effect on Ela; I didn