Alexander
The elevator report.
Shit. s**t. s**t.
"The engineer in charge stated that the malfunctioning elevator shouldn't be used," Clara said. "He also stated that he personally informed Mr. Alexander hours before the incident."
Hale's eyes widened.
"What?"
"The elevator wasn't authorized for use," she continued. "Even so, Alexander insisted on using it. That suggestion put someone's life and safety at risk."
"That doesn't prove intent," my lawyer quickly interjected.
"No," Clara replied. "But it does prove extreme negligence."
My fingers slowly closed under the table. I couldn't lose control, I couldn't. She kept talking. And every word was a damn gunshot.
"Besides that, the engineer was fired a few hours after the incident."
Hale looked at me again.
"You authori
