Done.”
“Professional duct cleaning.”
“Scheduled.”
“Independent air testing before the boys return.”
“Done.”
“Medical follow-up.”
Reeves nodded.
“Already planning.”
“Vendor review.”
Nathan looked toward the screen.
The company representative looked miserable.
“We’ll cooperate.”
Nathan surprised everyone.
“I don’t want your company destroyed.”
The representative blinked.
“I want to know where the instructions failed.”
That was better.
More useful.
“We’ll provide all service logs.”
“And compensation?”
My eyes went to Nathan.
He looked at the representative.
“If negligence is documented, lawyers can calculate that later.”
No threat.
Good.
“First fix it.”
The call ended.
Mrs. Bennett remained.
Nathan looked at her.
She seemed certain she was about to lose her job.
“Did you know the system could harm them?”
“No.”
“Did you ignore complaints?”
“No.”
“Did anyone tell you the concentrations were wrong?”
“No.”
“Then you made a decision without enough expertise.”
“Yes.”
“So did I.”
She looked up.
Nathan continued.
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