To someone like Boris, who saw himself as superior to nearly everyone, Kate was nothing more than an insignificant commoner.
But when it came to the Hendersons, she was a convenient pawn.
If Boris had approached Harold directly, Harold would have been suspicious. But with Kate acting as the intermediary—a relative, no less—it all seemed perfectly reasonable.
Even so, Yolanda couldn't quite discern Boris' true intentions yet.
If his goal was to target her and use the Hendersons as leverage, he could have easily made a direct move. Why go through such a roundabout method?
Unless approaching Harold served some other purpose as well.
While Yolanda was still trying to extract more useful information from Kate, her phone suddenly rang. She glanced at the screen. Dunstan was calling.
"Hello?" she answered.
"Ms. Henderson, something's happened at the clinic! Can you come back right away?"
Yolanda's expression immediately turned serious. "What happened?"
Daniel, Knox, and the others were usually stationed around Titan Alley. If something had gone wrong at the clinic, they should have been able to handle it.
For Dunstan to call her directly, it had to be something severe.
"It's strange. You'll understand when you get here," Dunstan said hesitantly. His tone was unsettled.
"I'm on my way."
Yolanda ended the call without hesitation. She shoved past Kate and began striding quickly toward the retreat's exit.
"Hey! How dare you push me, you lowlife! You—!"
Kate's screeching insults echoed after her, but Yolanda didn't even glance back. She kept walking, and with her brisk pace, she left Kate behind in moments.
Once outside, Yolanda hailed a cab and gave the driver the address of Willow Creek Clinic.
Twenty minutes later, when Yolanda walked into the clinic's front hall, she found it eerily empty. There wasn't a single patient in sight.
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