Chapter 15 - DEREK’S LAWSUITDerek’s lawsuit lasted six months.
It should have disappeared quickly.
Instead his attorney was skilled.
He reframed everything.
Derek did not fire Sienna for saving Grant.
He fired her for insubordination after she abandoned a busy service station without notifying management.
The medical emergency was not yet confirmed when Derek ordered her back.
Grant’s power then influenced corporate decision-making.
Derek became a convenient scapegoat for larger company failures.
Some of that was not absurd.
That was what made the case uncomfortable.
Grant’s personal experience had accelerated the response.
Corporate problems were larger than Derek.
Celeste and Victor both carried responsibility.
Derek had operated inside pressure systems Mercer created.
But then evidence returned the story to choice.
Emergency policy.
Previous incident with Jamal.
Texts threatening employees.
Forged disciplinary warnings.
Tip manipulation benefiting store metrics.
Personnel leaks.
Anonymous attacks on Sienna.
Reference interference.
The facts piled up.
During deposition, Derek was asked:
“Why did you tell Ms. Brooks to return inside after she informed you the man had a diabetes medical-alert bracelet?”
Derek answered:
“I did not believe she was qualified to diagnose him.”
“She did not diagnose him, correct?”
“She said he was diabetic.”
“His bracelet said diabetes.”
“Yes.”
“She called emergency services.”
“Yes.”
“Did you?”
“No.”
“Did you check on the man?”
“I approached.”
“Did you ask him whether he needed help?”
Derek paused.
“No.”
“Why?”
“I believed Sienna had it under control.”
The attorney stopped.
There.
If Sienna had it under control, ordering her away made no sense.
Derek realized too late.
The attorney continued.
“Then why fire the person you believed had the emergency under control?”
His answer collapsed into explanations about business operations.
Lunch rush.
Customer complaints.
Authority.
Insurrection? no.
He sounded worse with every sentence.
Sienna watched portions from transcripts.
She felt no joy.
Derek had a wife.
A teenage son.
A mortgage.
His firing affected them too.
Consequences rarely stayed neatly attached to guilty people.
That bothered Sienna.
When she said so, Maya stared.
“Please do not start feeling sorry for Derek.”
“I don’t.”
“You look like you do.”
“I feel sorry for his kid.”
“That is allowed.”
Sienna nodded.
Humanity did not require reversing accountability.
Derek eventually dropped his claims against Sienna in exchange for both sides waiving certain costs.
His corporate case entered confidential mediation.
Sienna hated confidentiality.
But she was no longer party to that piece.
Grant explained:
“Some disputes settle.”
“I know.”
“You’re angry.”
“Yes.”
“We cannot litigate every conflict forever.”
“I know.”
“Still angry?”
“Yes.”
Grant laughed.
“Good talk.”
Sienna learned to tolerate incomplete justice.
That may have been adulthood’s least satisfying lesson.
The company published no triumphant statement.
Derek simply disappeared from the story.
He eventually took a non-management sales job outside hospitality.
Nobody destroyed him forever.
Nobody should have.
Celeste worked at another company two years later in an individual-contributor role.
Victor joined a private-equity firm.
Grant found that particularly irritating.
“Of course he did.”
Sienna shrugged.
“People get second chances.”
“You’re using my own arguments against me.”
“Yes.”
“What about consequences?”
“He lost your company.”
“That seems temporary.”
“Maybe accountability isn’t controlling somebody’s entire future.”
Grant hated when she was right.
Meanwhile, Sienna completed another nursing semester.
Clinical rotations started.
The first time a confused diabetic patient came through the emergency department, she froze for half a second.
The sidewalk returned.
Grant.
Phones.
Derek.
Then training took over.
Her instructor later said:
“You’re good under pressure.”
Sienna smiled.
“I’ve had practice.”
She did not tell the whole story.
She was finally becoming someone beyond the viral video.
Then, during spring, Grant’s daughter Emma called.
Not Grant.
“Dad’s in the hospital.”
Sienna’s stomach dropped.
“What happened?”
“Car accident.”
“Is he okay?”
“Yes. Broken wrist. Concussion. Mostly angry.”
Sienna exhaled.
Then Emma said:
“There’s something funny.”
“What?”
“The first person who stopped was a bike courier.”
Sienna smiled.
“Did people film?”
“Probably.”
“Did he help?”
“Yes.”
“What’s his name?”
“Malik.”
Sienna thought of the sidewalk.
Chance again.
“One person is enough to change the direction.”
Emma became quiet.
“Dad says that now.”
“Your dad says a lot of things now.”
They both laughed.
Grant recovered.
He stopped riding motorcycles for exactly two months.
Then returned.
Emma threatened to disown him.
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