The seventh horse

Police speak with Valli and the buyer in the background. Karen gives the courier’s contact details. In the foreground, Sofia checks the recovered horse with Ronald. Its wooden body is damp at one edge; the base is intact.
Ronald: Let’s get him home before anyone else offers him a lift.

Back at the workshop. Enzo examines his horse at the bench. The courier identifies the box taken at the café to an officer in the doorway. No instant conviction or elaborate legal conclusion is shown.
Enzo: The legs are sound. Let’s see about the cam.

Enzo tries to rotate the little brass bell gently. It does not move. A small dent in its lower rim is visible.
Enzo: The bell is the catch. That knock has jammed it.

Enzo puts down his tools rather than forcing the old wood. Sofia lays the drawing beside the horse, facing herself and Enzo.
Sofia: In your drawing, he’s facing the other way.

Close view of the drawing. The small horse faces back towards the painted arch, while the stage’s direction arrow points away. A tiny curved arrow beside its base had been mistaken for part of the sketch.
Enzo: Of course. He takes a bow before he opens.