Luis marched straight back into Priya’s office, laying down his thick logbook right on top of the 1998 safety clause. He didn’t frame it as a personal grudge this time; he framed it in the only language corporate administrators truly understood.
“If an incoming ambulance gets stuck behind a donor’s car tonight and a guest suffers a medical emergency, the legal liability falls squarely on hospital management,” Luis said calmly. “Sign off on a ‘one-night emergency trial’ of the bylaw. You’re just protecting the hospital from a massive lawsuit.”
Priya looked back and forth between the mountain of photographic evidence and the signed legal clause, half-amused and half-terrified. “You are playing with absolute fire, Luis. If the CEO finds out…” “He won’t care once he sees the safety numbers,” Luis replied smoothly. Priya took a deep breath, grabbed her official red authorization stamp, and slammed it onto the paper. “Go,” she mumbled.