Since the clinic was closed for the day, Yolanda and the rest had nothing to do. So, with Dunstan guiding them, they cleaned the clinic from the inside and out.
Just as everyone was cleaning with enthusiasm, a shrill siren wailed outside Willow Creek Clinic.
In an instant, a dozen off-road vehicles parked at the entrance of the clinic, and a bunch of burly, vicious-looking men poured out.
They had the entire Willow Creek Clinic surrounded immediately and stationed men everywhere, including the doors at the back wing as well.
These men were clearly trained. They were moving like emotionless machines as they blocked all of the entry points of the clinic and forbade anyone from entering or leaving.
As these men acted, a silver-grey Porsche came to a stop.
The car door opened and a troop of men and women, led by Anna and Jean, came out of the car.
They barged into Willow Creek Clinic immediately with looks on their faces that screamed overbearing superiority—especially Jean. When she saw Yolanda, she cocked her eyebrow smugly as if savoring the sweet taste of revenge.
"The clinic is closed. If you need to consult a doctor, come back tomorrow morning to line up," said Yolanda as she looked at them with a stoic expression. She clearly knew that those people were here to find fault, but she pretended that she didn't know anything.
"Stop it with the nonsense!" Jean yelled. "We're here to arrest you!"
"Arrest me? On what basis?" Yolanda asked.
"It's based on you being the primary suspect in killing Mr. Caldwell's bodyguard." Anna shot a glare at Yolanda and declared authoritatively.
"What a joke. Why would I kill a bodyguard? What evidence do you have?" Yolanda scoffed.
"You held a grudge against Mr. Caldwell, so you killed his bodyguard to take it out on him!" Anna smiled menacingly as she made her way in front of Yolanda. She was so certain that Yolanda could do nothing about it.
"As for evidence, it'll be presented soon. Search this place!" Anna commanded. The bodyguards behind her rushed in and charged at the back wing without an ounce of hesitation like they had already known where to look for what they wanted.
"Get out!"
"Who gave you permission to enter?"
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