"Let's pull him up first. See if any of you recognize him," Yolanda said.
Knox gestured to two of his bodyguards, who quickly set to work. Using ropes, iron hooks, and other tools from the clinic, they carefully fished the body out of the well.
It was the corpse of a man. Judging by the condition of the body, he hadn't been in the well for long, there was no bloating yet.
Yolanda slipped on a pair of gloves, crouched beside the body, and began a careful examination.
Her gaze settled on a stab wound in the man's back. He was killed first, then dumped into the well afterward.
Yolanda turned the body over, exposing the man's face. Her eyes swept over the others.
"Does anyone recognize him?"
Dunstan and Jamie exchanged uncertain glances before shaking their heads.
"No… I don't," Dunstan said, with Jamie echoing his response a moment later.
Knox studied the man's face for a long moment but eventually shook his head as well.
"Never seen him before," he muttered.
But one of Knox's bodyguards, who had helped pull the corpse from the well, continued to stare at the man's face with a thoughtful expression.
"Mr. Knox…" the bodyguard started hesitantly.
"Speak up! Ms. Henderson isn't an outsider," Knox barked as he gave the bodyguard a sharp look.
"I think I know him. He's one of Mr. Caldwell's bodyguards. His name's Mike."
Knox's eyes narrowed. "Are you sure?"
Yolanda's expression hardened as the weight of the revelation sank in.
"I'm sure!" the bodyguard insisted.
He stared at the corpse again. "Back during the duel, we were stationed outside the arena, keeping watch. He was there too, with the other Caldwell bodyguards. They were standing across from us."
She paused, and her sharp gaze flicked toward Knox. Lowering her voice, she asked, "Wait… Do you have reliable people at hand? People who are fast and discreet?"
"Ms. Henderson, are you saying…"
A faint smile tugged at Yolanda's lips. "Of course. We're going to return this to its rightful owner."
If Boris wants to play games, he'd better be ready to lose.
Knox's eyes lit up with understanding, and excitement sparked behind them.
"I do. Will ten people be enough? Don't worry, Ms. Henderson. These are all trustworthy men, and they're absolute experts. Though, of course, they're nowhere near your level…"
"Have them come over. And then…"
She began outlining her plan. Her tone was firm as she conveyed the details to Knox and the others in a hushed voice.
Once the plan was set, Jamie, Dunstan, and the rest of the group resumed their usual positions around the clinic. They acted as though nothing had happened.
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