Chapter 8 - MEDICAL CARE BEFORE REVENGEA doctor cleaned my palms and examined my cheek.

No fracture.
No serious head injury.
The hotel offered a luxury suite.
I declined.
I stayed in a modest room across the street.
Genevieve called that theatrical.
It was practical.
I did not yet trust the building’s access system.
Hotel employees began contacting me privately.
Unpaid overtime.
Retaliation.
Vendor fraud.
Pension deductions that never reached accounts.
The inheritance was no longer a family romance.
It was an institution in distress.
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My injuries would heal.
The hotel’s damage required evidence.
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